When Money Gets Too Far Away From

I Always Wanted To Win The Super Bowl So I Could Take It And Hold It And See What Lies Beyond It. I Think It May Be The Sun.

A Dog Will Make Eye Contact. A Cat Will, Too, But A Cat's Eyes Don't Even Look Entirely Warm-blooded To Me, Whereas A Dog's Eyes Look Human Except Less Guarded. A Dog Will Look At You As If To Say, "what Do You Want Me To Do For You? I'll Do Anything For You." Whether A Dog Can In Fact, Do Anything For You If You Don't Have Sheep (i Never Have) Is Another Matter. The Dog Is Willing.

I Prefer My Oysters Fried; That Way I Know My Oysters Died.

Perhaps The Truth Is That Heavy Literature Blooms In Extremes Of Temperature.

Anyone Who Undertakes The Literary Grind Had Better Like Playing Around With Words.