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Random thoughts

Man it's a beautiful day out there today. Magnificent. One might use the word glorious.

It's easy to forget that every single person I see is going to have a moment of death and to not wonder if it will come without warning or will they know and have to think about their own death and how scared will they be?




It's easy to sing out loud and not care who might hear or what they might think


And a-rovin' a-rovin' a-rovin' I'll go
And a-rovin' a-rovin' a-rovin' I'll go
And a-rovin' a-rovin' a-rovin' I'll go
For a pair of brown eyes



It's easy not to wonder how many people are taking laxatives.



Beautiful, sunny, warm.
 
Mudcat's going dark on us, like Picasso did in the early 1900's.

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I'm pretty sure I already had a blue period in this thread. At 200+ pages now, I'm not going to read through the whole thing - not this second - but I have a medium-strong memory of it.

Even my blue periods are routine. How wretched is that?

But no sense dwelling. It's just one thing after another.


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