I actually had to wait a few seconds because I was sure there would be some — bubbling to the surface. After a few seconds, all I got was a drop the size of a pinhead. Still, it justified the alcohol wipe I had opened and ready. This is how and why I stick it in!
I’ll kill two birds with one stone this time, The Science and The Art.
Just like an ocean of colors on the canvas, I’ve created an ocean of colorful people who blend together well while keeping their own unique vibrancy.
I call it creating the ocean I swim in. Meltdown in 5…4…3…2…1 ~>
Beignet is the most recent of men to ask me a question that up until now, I hadn’t given the attention it deserves. Because I chose to take the world by storm and live the life I chose, I am always under the scrutiny of people who are either trying to justify to themselves why their lack of profundity is acceptable, or, much to my delight, are looking for answers on how to jump-start their own lives, dreams, goals and ambitions. The way I have.
Fat Mama turned out to be a wiry German. Not what we expected, but exactly what we wanted.
A few weeks ago I got a message from my global network of reconnaissance teams and provocateurs that loosely translated into, Be on the lookout for a package! When it arrived at my doorstep, it came in a nondescript, thick, shopworn bag. Inside was a telephone. A Chinese telephone. A telephone to ensure that when I arrived in Shanghai, China, that I would hit the ground running. The plane landed and I hit the power button!