"...Once Upon a Time When We Were Friends, I Gave You My Heart the Story Ends..."

TODAY I HAVE NO ROOM FOR A PICTURE BECAUSE EVERYTHING I SAY WILL BE SO IMPORTANT I NEED ALL THE SPACE I CAN GET. WORD.

Okay, I'm tired already. Since I am convinced that I could not possibly fill an entry with my own peculiar Wisdom, I think I'll rip off Wise Cliches. Now don't finish rolling your eyes. Cliches are cliche (hackneyed, trite, overused) BECAUSE most of them do offer some Wisdom. I dream that someday something I've said will become cliche. That way I'll know I have arrived.

Just to make this interesting, and reassure me that somebody is reading (see yesterday - co-dependent) I'll throw a few cliches out there in cyberspace and you can vote for the one that you would like me to expand upon this weekend. Just select the COMMENT option just below this entry and include the number of the cliche you'd like me to lampoon, er uh, spoof, no I mean parody, satire, send up, goof on, crack wise about...I'll figure it out by Sunday. Or you can email your selection to: trhogan@mn.rr.com. Oh what FUN! Some of these will be familiar, others...not so much. I may even sneak in a couple of my own in the hopes of kick-starting them on the road to cliche eternity...oooh, I am so devious and self-serving! Here goes:

1. Pain is Inevitable. Suffering is Optional.
2. I'd rather light a Candle than curse the Darkness.
3. There is a God and I'm not it.
4. The Road to Hell is paved with Good Intentions.
5. The only Important Decision is the Next One.
6. Say Nothing and be Presumed a Fool. Speak (or Blog) and Remove All Doubt.

That'll do. My head was expanding so fast with all of the above Wisdom, I was risking an aneurism (or actually learning something.) Don't forget to Vote for Your Favorite Cliche!

Yesterday's Music: SOMETHING'S GOTTEN HOLD OF MY HEART by the late, great GENE PITNEY. Revisited in a duet with MARC ALMOND in the 1990's. Worth a listen.

Tomorrow: I fearfully open my blog in the hopes that someone reads it and votes and potentially spend my day crying at the pathetic emptiness of my existence. I need a hug...