Day 70

"When a torrent sweeps a man against a boulder, you must expect him to scream, and you need not be surprised if the scream is sometimes a theory."

— Robert Louis Stevenson

Day 69

“White collar conservative flashin' down the street, pointing that plastic finger at me, they all assume my kind will drop and die, but I'm gonna wave my freak flag high.”

— Jimi Hendrix

Day ?

“People who count their chickens before they are hatched, act very wisely, because chickens run about so absurdly that it is impossible to count them accurately.”

— Oscar Wilde

Oh, yeah...

I forgot I had a picture-a-day blog. Clearly.

I recently purchased a remote-control, so the thrill of a new toy may be just the incentive I need.

Cross fingers; say a prayer; perhaps tomorrow I'll be back in the game.

Day 67

"They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn. ..."

— Jack Kerouac, On the Road

Day 66

I smelt the violets in her hand and asked, half in words, half in signs, a question which meant "Is love the sweetness of flowers?"
— Helen Keller

Day 65

"I can't keep it in, I've gotta let it out.
I've got to show the world, world's got to see,
See all the love – love that's in me."
— Cat Stevens