Some Mornings Your Brain Is An Iceberg And All Your Thoughts Are Penguins

Look, it’s no use at this point playing the BLAME GAME and pointing fingers at people, because I don’t know if you actually knew this, I just learned this myself and it blew me away, but did you know that when you point your finger at someone you are actually pointing four fingers back at yourself? Think about THAT for awhile! Because it’s just so very true, I’m sure, one of the truest things and the best part about it is that I definitely understand what it means for sure don’t even bother asking because I almost understand it too much. Suffice it to say, some of us, and the details on this are definitely not important, may or may not have taken an airplane in the middle of the night that made sleeping impossible and so this morning some of our heads feel like a bowl of painful oatmeal sprinkled with garbage and raisins. Every time those of us who took this plane, and there’s no knowing how many of us it was but it was probably most of us, try and hold onto a thought, it just slides right down our faces and into the toilet. Those of us who didn’t take this evil airplane in the middle of the night, which is called a red eye, and is actually named after the horror movie starring Cilian Murphy, and not the other way around, true story, those of us who didn’t take this evil airplane, if there even are any of us who didn’t, I’m kind of assuming* we all did, should please be patient with the rest of us. If nothing else, PENGUINS! (Via Arbroath.)

*If you liked my folksy wisdom about pointing you are going to love what I just learned a few minutes ago about “assuming” things.