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tagged by @janeghoulittle thank youuuuu :D
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Ideas I probably won’t get around to, but wouldn’t it be nice?
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Name: Kip!! KipRussel on AO3, or Kipbug other places :Oc Kip is my name tho
Fandoms: uhhhh a lot, certainly more than I’ve published for aksdjfhajksf but according to AO3 I’ve posted for:
Control (Video Game) (8)
Hitman (Video Games) (3)
Pacific Rim (Movies) (3)
Fallout 4 (2)
Fallout: New Vegas (1)
Alan Wake (Video Game) (1)
Terminator (Movies) (1)
Star Wars Sequel Trilogy (1)
vibes!
Most popular oneshot: The Best Laid Plans, which is cool bc it was really my “return to fic” in terms of writing regularly, and marks sorta the start of my obsession with Hitman, and also is a fic that has Lucas and Olivia family vibes in it ;u;
Most popular multichapter: Grow Brighter! It is my only multichapter ;o; I’m very happy it exists eksjhfkjshef
Actual worst part of writing: uhhhh I never know if I’m articulating myself in a way that makes sense, and I’m always a little scared of getting a character just Super Wrong, by extension. Also when it’s so clearly in my head but just will not go to paper. Come on brain.
How you choose your titles: Usually they come from the fic itself or are relevant in some way, like one word, OR, I cannot think and I ping @synthstars like “HELP” and then get my fic named that way <3 <3 ilyyyyy you are hecka smart
Do you outline: [handwave]??? It’s usually all in my brain and then I just start writing it. My memory is JUNK so I’ll put down the beats I know I wanna hit in bold, and kinda jump around as I write. The stories tend to kind of grow organically as I write as well, so adapt my notes around it as needed!
Ideas you probably won’t get to, but wouldn’t it be nice?: WAUGH that Ralph DBH fic I have vaguely outlined. It’s like.... Grow Brighter, but DBH ksjhfkjsdhfkjdf. It was gonna be my first attempt at a chaptered fic, bc I really love that android, and I wanna see him get some healing, but in a way that feels satisfactory and fully addresses his character, and doesn’t just boil him down to the essentials. I wanna see Ralph grow and get better and also wanna see all aspects of his character, all facets, everything that makes him himself. i wanna see his anger and his sweetness in equal parts!!! I wanna see his tics just as tics and not necessarily bad nor good inherently! I love him Good egg. Would hug if he let me. also. why are all my chaptered fics I wanna write apparently like. healing journeys. catharsis. ksjdhkjsdhf
Callouts @ Me: GIRL WHY SO MANY EM DASHES. WHY SO MANY RUN ON SENTENCES? VARY YOUR SENTENCE LENGTH.
Best writing traits: my em dashes idk I like to imagine I’m pretty decent at nailing character “voices”? I really enjoy trying to write dialogue that you can hear. Idk if I always nail it but I have occasionally gotten that comment and it makes me :’]
Spicy Tangential Opinion™: huaahghgh idk if I have one???? idk this one isn’t spicy but as a reader who for MULTIPLE personal reasons avoids n////sfw and s////mut, please tag your fics that have s*x scenes in them with the explicit tag and not the mature tag :’D or just clearly label that there is one in your tags, at the very least. it’s not a fun surprise for me AKJHKJDHKFJH i am not your target audience
I guess in a related note, as a reader who has a lot of fave characters who happen to be side chars, please don’t add a character to the “character tag” section if they’re only in your fic for a line? feel free to mention them in your general tag, but when I’m scraping through all fic desperately looking for that sweet sweet content of a character to the point where I’m opening fic and pressing command+f to search for their name, it’d be a lil easier of a scavenger hunt if their tag was more specific and didn’t just have every cameo tagged :’)
Oh, is this a spicy tangential opinion??? I don’t really ship at all, not terribly interested, but I’ve read the odd ship fic just looking for some character content, and I have to say: y’all, I don’t get the whole ship war thing ksjdhkjshdf
imma tag @plainrea and whoever else wants to give it a go!! <3 i am tagging you tag you are it go for it if you wanna do this
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The Great Blank Spot: @highestkingbambi
So much goes into creating fanfiction even before the first words hit the paper. And in-depth spotlight on our writers and the process behind their work.
Tell us about your current project.
I’m currently working on a multi-chapter hardboiled style fic that I have called The Lamb in the Wolfskin Coat. Set in late 1940s Los Angeles, it follows Margo Hanson, a PI, and her assistant Eliot Waugh as they look into the disappearance of Quentin Coldwater. It’s one great big Alternate Universe that features many characters from the shows and books in a hopefully suspenseful and interesting story.
We’re well into the creation period for The Trials. Are you participating? If so, is this your submission? What Tier did you select?
This is my fic for The Trials, though I did start conceptualizing and wrote the first couple of chapters prior to the official start. I decided to keep it for The Trials as I’m not the most consistent writer and needed a hard deadline to finish the whole thing.
I selected Tier 2 for this story. As soon as I started putting it together I knew it would need more than 25,000 words to tell the story.
What is your current word count?
As of posting, I’m at 29,004 words and I still have a few chapters to go.
Do you try to write daily? Do you have a word count or other goals you try to hit for each writing session?
I do try to write daily, but it doesn’t always work out that way. When I first started, I had a goal to write 1,500 words per week but I haven’t stuck to that. Some days I’ll write 2-3k other days all I can do is open the document.
What was the inspiration for this fic?
The entirety of the blame for this fic lies with @gwendolynflight. Just kidding, but for real, she started talking about a fic of hers in a similar genre and all of a sudden the seed was planted in my brain and I just couldn’t stop thinking about it. I’ve also taken a few cues from some classic and modern hard-boiled/noir books and movies including but not limited to The Maltese Falcon, The Big Sleep, Notorious, and The Black Dahlia.
Did this fic require any research? How much research do you typically do for your fics?
So much research! As V can attest, I have gone on long-winded research journeys into elements as varied as 1940s dry cleaning processes to the cost of a ballpoint pen. I know for a fact that I’m not going to get everything right, but I have tried to be as accurate as I can to make the story feel authentic.
How do you stay motivated between chapters/stories?
A large amount of my motivation for this fic, in particular, has been the support and encouragement of other writers in The Magicians fandom. Without that, I probably would have given up a long time ago. Another huge motivation has been the WIP of some of the artwork my Trials partner has shared with me so far. It’s stunning and I’m so excited for us to share it with everyone once we’re done.
Outside of fandom, I try to stay motivated by surrounding myself with inspiration material, cosplaying as some of my characters. (Yes, I do own a fedora and a trench coat--no shame.) My husband is also a great motivator and by great motivator I mean he’s constantly nagging me about how much I’ve written and gets me off my ass to write some more.
[Outside of the Trials] Do you typically write ahead or post as you go?
I am not great at multi-chapter fics. In the past, I have gone out guns blazing, posting as I finish each chapter and it has not gone well, to say the least. I’m trying to write ahead now, as I still have one WIP sitting unfinished on AO3 because I ran out of steam and after a tea related accident, I no longer have my outline or any idea what I was supposed to be writing.
How much planning and outlining did you do before you started putting words on paper?
I’m not a planner. I get a rough idea of what I want, maybe write a handful of notes and then go full steam ahead on the first draft. With this fic, I did write a more in-depth outline after I had written about 10,000 words, but since then I have changed so much that the outline is basically a different story altogether. As a visual person, I mostly conceive of the work in images, which doesn’t always translate well to a rough written outline.
Has it been pretty smooth sailing or rough waters? When things get rocky, how do you handle needing to rewrite sections or scrap scenes entirely?
A mix of both. Some chapters have been super easy to write, with the words I put down matching exactly what I have in my mind, others have...not been so easy. One of my biggest challenges has been maintaining Margo’s voice in a wholly different universe to canon and essentially whenever I lose that, my writing stalls.
I can be pretty ruthless with writing that I don’t like and if it’s not working, I’ll cut it and leave a copy in my outline in case I need it later on. I’m leaving a lot of that to the very end though, I’m trying not to be too nitpicky with my edits while I’m still working on the draft so that I don’t end up too sidetracked--I already have enough of that with the research.
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Finding a reporter in Los Angeles was almost as easy as finding an aspiring actor. In a city where films were made and gangsters ruled, there was never a shortage of stories, or someone to write them down. The problem was finding someone objective. Freedom of the press only went so far as their freedom to take bribes from Jack Warner to Mickey Cohen and every asshole in between. With her gut telling her that the Quinn case had something to do with Quentin Coldwater’s disappearance, Margo didn’t need information from someone with a mysterious backer. She needed someone she could trust. Unfortunately for her, the most objective reporter in Los Angeles didn’t like private detectives.
The Great Blank Spot is an in-depth spotlight focusing on the writing process and previewing in-progress fics for our fandom. It is meant to be an organic, ever-evolving feature. Previously interviewed fic writers can reach out to us here, to have a specific work featured. If you’d like to have a work featured but haven’t done the author spotlight, reach out to us to get started. If you have suggestions for questions you’d like to see answered, shoot us an ask!
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STARTUPS AND ADVANCE
The barrier for publishing your ideas is even lower. When you start a startup? The catch is that this custom reflects the way investors like to collude when they can get away with it. Evelyn Waugh and Nancy Mitford. So let that satisfy your competitiveness. But there may be a way to avoid naming a price in this situation. But in fact startups do have a different sort of DNA from other businesses. Instead of obliterating your idiosyncrasies in an effort to make yourself a neutral vessel for the truth, you select one and try to judge which is the prudent choice. It will be easier to raise money, the best thing you can do if you have a statically-typed language without lexical closures or macros. And God help you if you seem desperate. Some of the worse ones never actually do say no; they just get tired at higher speeds. If you're raising money from multiple investors, as most companies do in phase 2 would usually raise equity rounds in which several investors invested at the same time using the same paperwork.
Amateur was originally rather a complimentary word. You can't apply to all the incubators in parallel, because some are more promising prospects than others. Nine times out of ten, sitting around strategizing is just a means to that end. That's not a rate. I've read Villehardouin's chronicle of the Fourth Crusade at least two times, maybe three. But wait till that point. Even colocating servers seemed too risky, considering how often things went wrong with them. Unless you were there it's hard to learn new skills late in life is not just that one's brain is less malleable.
If they even say no. While you shouldn't chase high valuations, you also don't want your valuation to be set artificially low because the first investor who committed happened to be a picky search expert to notice the old algorithms weren't good enough. A barbershop serves customers in person, and few will travel far for a haircut. At a test that doesn't matter. And at Y Combinator are from young founders making things they think other people will want. Where does this term lead come from? But you don't need money take some to grow faster than they could merely on their own, but you may lose a bunch of leads in the process of realizing you need to focus on your least expensive plan. For most programmers this is very satisfying work.
If you look at the average outcome rather than the median, you can understand why investors like them, and why, if they aren't median people, it's a rational choice for founders to be misled/mistaken about this that we designed a protocol to fix the problem. Why do Segways provoke this reaction? Don't ignore your dreams; don't work too much; say what you think; cultivate friendships; be happy. You're committing to search for one of the greats, but he's an especial hero to me because of Lisp. When Mark spoke at a YC dinner this winter he said he wasn't trying to start a startup? They show us what real work looks like. The use of the term recitation for sections in some colleges is a fossil of this. Fundraising is hard in both senses: hard like lifting a weight because it's intrinsically hard to convince, might have the same sullen resentment as children made to do something they don't want to. But because he's sitting astride it, he seems to do in this case: slow down your interactions with them. It's not just that if you can't make people work, you can be wise without being very smart. If they accepted it, it wouldn't be read by anyone for months, and in addition will help you raise more.
More significant, I think, are the three big lessons open source and blogging both work bottom-up: people make what they want, and b you're sufficiently worried about whether you can keep hitting your numbers without hiring someone new. Many investors will ask how much you're planning to raise. On the blunderometer, this episode ranks with IBM accepting a non-exclusive license for DOS. The test of any investment is the ratio of return to risk, if both were lower. What if they like you? But by the time it was obvious to ordinary people that this was a big market, Apple was able to make himself one. For example, if you've sold more than about 40% of your company total, it starts to get harder to raise an A round, or leads for them. But prudence can't tell me what sentence to write next. But if you get an investor to change their mind. Notice anything missing? And so meetings felt wonderfully relaxing. It's just not reasonable to expect startups to pick an optimal round size in advance, because that depends on the reactions of investors, you have to seek out questions people didn't even realize were questions.
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100 Motivational Quotes To Bring Your Spirits Up
Let’s imagine that there is a car on the road. This car keep going all the time until one day it uses up all of its fuel. In fact, we, human, are like cars. If we keep working and running on our route everyday without giving ourselves fuel, we will be tired easily. It is important to fuel our life. Here are the 100 motivational quotes for you to fuel yourself and keep your life moving!
The key to life when it gets tough is to keep moving. Just keep moving.
Credit: Tyler Perry
Keep Smiling And one day life will get tired of upsetting you
DON’T LET PEOPLE’S COMPLIMENTS GET TO YOUR HEAD AND DON’T LET THEIR CRITICISM GET YOUR HEART
You can’t get unfamous. You can get infamous but you can’t get unfamous.
Credit: Dave Chappelle
Stages are getting higher and higher, and I’m getting older and older.
Credit: Iggy Pop
You’ve got to be honest; if you can fake that, you’ve got it made.
Credit: George Burns
When a gust of wind hits a broken bone, you feel it.
Credit: Shia LaBeouf
I wouldn’t support Limp Bizkit being on some snuff backyard brawling, fighting contest.
Credit: Fred Durst
Fun is like life insurance; the older you get, the more it costs.
Credit: Kin Hubbard
Freedom is just another word: It seems to get truer the older I get.
Credit: Kris Kristofferson
Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but of playing a poor hand well
KEEP CALM AND RIDE ON
When your arm gets hit, the ball is not going to go where you want it to.
Credit: John Madden
It’s just really hard to work and get better, building and planning for the future with the new Monte Carlo and keeping the race team intact and keeping them healthy.
Credit: Dale Earnhardt
When I go to the press conference before the game, in my mind the game has already started.
Credit: Jose Mourinho
In the sports arena I would say there is nothing like training and preparation. You have to train your mind as much as your body.
Credit: Venus Williams
I let people see the cracks in my life. We can’t be phony. We’ve got to keep it real.
Credit: Charles R. Swindoll
Life is a game. Money is how we keep score.
Credit: Ted Turner
Meditation makes the entire nervous system go into a field of coherence.
Credit: Deepak Chopra
Money was never a big motivation for me, except as a way to keep score. The real excitement is playing the game.
Credit: Donald Trump
Money is like an arm or leg – use it or lose it.
Credit: Henry Ford
LIFE IS LIKE A ROLLER COASTER. LIVE IT BE HAPPY ENJOY LIFE
When you visualize, then you materialize. If you’ve been there in he mind you’ll go there in the body.
Credit: Dr Denis Waitley
A buddy will keep you honest and add a dimension of fun to your workout.
Credit: Bill Toomey
I like sports, and I enjoy playing basketball and lifting weights.
Credit: Joel Osteen
I ain’t the same person I was when I bit that guy’s ear off.
Credit: Mike Tyson
When we first sold the Wallace and Gromit shorts to America, people suggested we get rid of the strange British accents and put clear American voices on them, and we held out.
Credit: Nick Park
Set the gearshift for the high gear of your soul, you’ve got to run like an antelope out of control!
Credit: Trey Anastasio
Some of today’s athletes do not have that kind of pride. They left school at 16, have never had a job in their life and are getting Lottery funding, earning money as an athlete.
Credit: Linford Christie
Get busy living, or get busy dying.
Credit: Stephen King
Caught between a strong mind, and a fragile heart.
One disco, one soft ball game, one lost love, one gay pride rally at a time.
Credit: Jasmine Guy
To me, cricket is a simple game. Keep it simple and just go out and play.
Credit: Shane Warne
There is no such thing as natural touch. Touch is something you create by hitting millions of golf balls.
Credit: Lee Trevino
you can still be dead With a beating heart and a pounding chest.
People work for a living. They got families to raise. Their lives are tough.
Credit: Ann Richards
I have a temper on me that could hold back tides.
Credit: Shirley Manson
If I cut you off, chances are, you handed me the SCISSors.
The older you get the more capable you get at managing life.
Credit: Rachel Weisz
You don’t have to swing hard to hit a home run. If you got the timing, it’ll go.
Credit: Yogi Berra
MOTIVATION IS WHAT GETS YOU STARTED. HABIT IS WHAT KEEPS YOU GOING.
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A horse never runs so fast as when he has other horses to catch up and outpace.
Credit: Ovid
DO NOT GET UPSET WITH PEOPLE OR SITUATIONS, BOTH ARE POWERLESS WITHOUT YOUR REACTION
It frustrates SS me that I have all these words inside of me that you will never get to hear.
Credit: Silence
Don’t let ambition get so far ahead that it loses sight of the job at hand.
Credit: William Feather
In sports, teams win and individuals don’t.
Credit: Fran Tarkenton
Don’t shed any tears for me. I got to live a dream most people don’t get to live.
Credit: Tony Dungy
My pitching philosophy is simple – keep the ball way from the bat.
Credit: Satchel Paige
Keeping score is for games, not friendships.
Credit: John C. Maxwell
As you get older, time speeds up but life slows down.
Credit: John C. Maxwell
The secret to getting ahead is getting started.
Credit: Mark Twain
The fact is I don’t drive just to get from A to B. I enjoy feeling the car’s reactions, becoming part of it.
Credit: Enzo Ferrari
My motto is, you have to get in a sport a day.
Credit: Paul Walker
I was hoping he would get up so I could hit him again and keep him down.
Credit: Mike Tyson
I’ve been lucky to work with people that I like most of the time. If I don’t like them, I’ll play head games with them to get their minds spinning.
Credit: Vince Vaughn
I couldn’t beat people with my strength; I don’t have a hard shot; I’m not the quickest skater in the league. My eyes and my mind have to do most of the work.
Credit: Wayne Gretzky
Baseball was one-hundred percent of my life.
Credit: Ty Cobb
You’ve got to have dreams to keep you going.
Credit: Steve Waugh
Be sure to taste your words before you spit them out.
KEEP QUIET, I M PINNING
Motivation is what gets you started. Habit is what keeps you going.
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KEEP SMILING AND ONE DAY LIFE WILL GET TIRED OF UPSETTING YOU pure happy
In motivating people, you’ve got to engage their minds and their hearts. I motivate people, I hope, by example – and perhaps by excitement, by having productive ideas to make others feel involved.
Credit: Rupert Murdoch
People like to tear you down. People are always going to take shots. You’ve just got to go for it.
Credit: Joan Jett
It’s not life or death it’s a game and at the end of the game there is going to be a winner and a loser.
Credit: Bernhard Langer
I’m motivated by creating a level playing field for the world so that the weak have a chance.
Credit: Iqbal Quadir
A team takes on the personality of the head coach.
Credit: Ricky Williams
If the heavens throw you dates, you got to keep your mouth open.
Credit: Navjot Singh Sidhu
There’s a possibility in life in being OUT OF YOUR MIND JOYFUL Ali MacGraw SuPer OWN SOuL PRAH WINFREY NETWORK
Money cannot buy peace of mind. It cannot heal ruptured relationships, or build meaning into a life that has none. Richard M.
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Life is like a roller coaster It has its ups and downs. But it’s your choice to scream or enjo the ride.
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The thing that drives most coaches out of coaching in college is they get tired of the grind of recruiting.
Credit: Bobby Bowden
It’s a mistake, when life hands you a tough lesson, to think that you can get back at life by not learning it Robert
I disagree with people who think you learn more from getting beat up than you do from winning.
Credit: Tom Cruise
I like almonds as a snack – keeps your energy up but doesn’t fill you up.
Credit: Ina Garten
I’ve told the guys to keep their heads up. I really believe we played a great game here.
Credit: Ricky Ponting
The reason sport is attractive to many of the general public is that it’s filled with reversals. What you think may happen doesn’t happen. A champion is beaten, an unknown becomes a champion.
Credit: Roger Bannister
My mind. wanders and I get lost in thoughts of you Curia no Comm
I can’t seem to get the thought of you and me being together Out of my head.
Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving.
Credit: Albert Einstein
Only fools let compliments get to their head and criticism get to their heart Curia no.
Credit: Comm
As for our great King, when we venture into His presence, let us have a purpose there. Let us beware of playing at praying; it is insolence toward God.
Credit: Charles Spurgeon
The dread of lonliness is greater than the fear of bondage, so we get married.
Credit: Cyril Connolly
I go out there and get my eyes gouged, my nose busted, my body slammed. I love the pain of the game.
Credit: Dennis Rodman
It takes more than just a good looking body. You’ve got to have the heart and soul to go with it.
Credit: Lee Haney
More enduringly than any other sport, wrestling teaches self-control and pride. Some have wrestled without great skill – none have wrestled without pride.
Credit: Dan Gable
Laughter is the valve on the pressure cooker of life. Either you laugh and suffer, or you got your beans or brains on the ceiling.
Credit: Wavy Gravy
With the sax, I learned technique well enough so that it feels like part of my body, and I just express myself. That’s where I want to get in golf.
Credit: Kenny G
I like silence; I’m a gregarious loner and without the solitude, I lose my gregariousness.
Credit: Karen Armstrong
I know of people who don’t believe it, but depression is an illness, but unlike, say, a broken leg, you don’t know when it’ll get better.
Credit: Marian Keyes
Instead of thinking Outside the box, get rid of the box Deepak Chopra
I enjoy now doing what I do… playing golf, relaxing a little, enjoying life.
Credit: Yogi Berra
I’ve got big shoes to fill. This is my chance to do something. I have to seize the moment.
Credit: Andrew Jackson
The cost of living is going up and the Chance of living is going down.
Credit: Flip Wilson meetvile.com
You’ve got to keep fighting – you’ve got to risk your life every six months to stay alive.
Credit: Elia Kazan
KEEP SMILING AND ONE DAY LIFE WILL GET TIRED OF UPSETTING YOU
KEEP YOUR EYES FOCUSED ON YOUR LONG TERM GO ALS EVEN IF YOU MAKE A MISTAKE GET BACK ON TRACK AND KEEP MOVING
You find that you have peace of mind and can enjoy yourself, get more sleep, and rest when you know that it was a one hundred percent effort that you gave – win or lose.
Credit: Gordie Howe
You only get one chance at your life so why not jump cars?
Credit: Dax Shepard
To get to be somebody who gets to love what they do for a living, that’s so rare, and so there must be some kind of price you have to pay.
Credit: Ethan Hawke
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That’s Comedy!
A Joseph's ToonTown story.
Another part of the ongoing Joseph/Winnie sub-plot thing that never seems to end because my unconscious (yes, that's what I meant) brain refuses to let it do so. Waugh.
Ironically, this story isn't very funny.
(You'll see.)
Sidenote: This latest revision omits a small section of story that I felt was unnecessary.
Word count: 6,748 – Character count: 39,010
Originally written: December 17th, 2016
Slightly revised: January 16th, 2017
Revised further: August 29th, 2017
Joseph learns a bit more about the nature of 'toons than he'd ever intended to.
Winnie Woodpecker, Woody Woodpecker, The Woody Woodpecker Show,
and related characters and properties created by and © Walter Lantz Productions
Minerva Mink, Animaniacs, and related characters
and properties created by and © Warner Bros. Animation
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“You’re… serious about this?”
“I’ve never been more serious about anything in my entire life.”
It was a pleasant March day in ToonTown. The weather was unseasonably warm and, to Joseph, it seemed like the ideal time to go to an outdoor café with a friend. However, when he’d invited Winnie to share a drink with him, he certainly hadn’t been expecting the news she’d brought along with her.
“I’ve thought about this for the last three months, Joseph,” she explained, “really thought about it… and, without knowing what’s going on, I can only assume that Woody wants to break up but is too much of a coward to tell me.”
“So, you’re going to break up with him?”
“Exactly!”
Joseph paused, his ears flicking as a cool breeze blew through the area.
“That might be… the single-dumbest thing I’ve ever heard you say, Winifred.”
The woodpecker blanched at his response. The bluntness of his statement, combined with the frown on his face, and the way his ears were curled back only partway, told her that he’d meant what he said. And, she was not amused.
“Excuse me?!” she half-shouted as she stood on her chair. “What did you say?!”
Joseph took a moment to look around. Some of the other customers had paused their own activities to stare at the temperamental woodpecker’s actions. But, regardless of whether they were watching or not… he was going to stand his ground on the topic.
“I said,” he started, again, “‘that might be the single-dumbest thing I’ve ever heard you say.’”
Winnie sputtered, flabbergasted. She angrily glared at the fox as he continued.
“Now, I don’t know you to be one to say dumb things very often… so, it had to have been pretty damn stupid to make me think that,” he explained. “At least, to my way of thinking.”
“Well, to my way of thinking, you’re the stupid one!” she said, pointing at him.
“Okay…” The fox gestured back with one hand. “That might be the second-dumbest thing I’ve ever heard you say.”
The woodpecker growled, stomping on the chair. “Shut up!”
“That wasn’t nearly as dumb,” Joseph said with a grin, “but, pouting won’t get you anywhere, with me… much less your situation.”
Winnie threw her hands in the air, then, audibly venting her frustration.
“I wouldn’t even be considering it if you’d just done your darn job in the first place!”
“Hey, I told you… I tried.” He took a sip of his cold coffee drink. “Numerous times. But, I’m not about to rifle through my roomie’s stuff while he sleeps just because of a hunch.”
“It was your idea in the first place!!”
Joseph opened his mouth to speak… then, he immediately closed it, pausing to think.
“You’re right,” he said a moment later. “That may have been one of the dumbest–”
“Gah!”
Winnie flumped down, her ponytail bouncing and skirt furling as she hit the cushion.
“Some help you are…”
“Alright, look… all I’m saying is that, maybe, you’re jumping the gun, here…”
Joseph gave a concerned frown, leaning over the table.
“I mean… how long have you two been together? Since the 1960s?”
“Mid-1950s… and, well… not…” Winnie rubbed her arm, looking down. “It’s– it’s been an off-and-on kind of relationship, to be honest. Not… not frequently, but, over the years. You know what I mean?”
“Kinda…” he answered, “but, not really. I know people that break-up sometimes get back together. But, that just makes me wonder… shouldn’t you know Woody well enough by now to know what’s going through his mind or what not? He doesn’t seem that complicated…”
“You’d think so…” The woodpecker gave a sigh. “I mean, you really would think that… after working with and being friends with him… and, especially being with the man for half a century off-and-on… that, I’d have a little insight into his birdy brain. But, Woody is… surprisingly complicated, all things considered. I mean, if everything were as simple as you’d made them out to be, don’t you think we would have been living together when you’d arrived?”
“Um… Huh…” He hadn’t thought of that…
“Our relationship is pretty casual if I’m being completely honest.” Winnie took a sip from her warm drink. “But, it has to be! We’ve kept pretty busy, since the 1990s…”
“When I found him,” Joseph started, “he was unemployed. At least, that’s the impression I got. He also didn’t seem like he cared, that much…”
“Well… Woody’s always been good at making-do,” she commented. “If he didn’t have a place to sleep, he’d go to a halfway house. If he was hungry, he’d perform slapstick in the park for a sandwich or enough money for some food. And, if he needed to bathe, well… there’s always the pond or a public shower at the pool. Though, I think the lifeguards frown upon that… One time, he even used the birdbath near that museum! Boy, was that ever a fun day!”
Joseph gave a blink. “Wait… Are you saying that he’s…”
“A vagabond, basically,” she said with a nod. “Until he met you, I mean. Again, if I’m being honest… you might just have been the kick in the pants Woody needed to get his life back in-order.”
The fox gave a blush as he saw Winnie smile. He quickly rubbed his cheek, his ears folding back.
“I just needed a job…” he shyly explained. “It’s not my fault he insisted on tagging along… and, there was no guarantee that outburst would have even worked.”
“But, it did!” Winnie cheerfully countered. “And, you two have been gainfully employed, ever since! But, that just leads me back to my original problem…”
The fox noticed her grip tighten on her foam coffee cup.
“Why in the world is ignoring me? I know he has days off… It’s mandatory, in most jobs! It just seems like every day-off he and I share, he goes and works overtime… Like, today, for example!”
Winnie took another sip before continuing.
“Today, he’s working 1st shift and 2nd shift at Joe’s! Why does he need so much overtime? Where is that money going? And…”
The fox jerked back as Winnie once again aimed her finger his face.
“Why haven’t you asked him about it?!”
“I did!” Joseph countered. “Several times! But, every time, he gave me a different answer. ‘Work expenses,’ or he was ‘overdrawn on his bank account,’ and so on…”
Winnie perked at that last one.
“Bank account?” she repeated. “Woody has a bank account?”
“He has a savings and checking account. I mean, one each,” Joseph clarified. “Joe – the owner of the diner – insists on direct transfer so he doesn’t have to worry about whether or not his employees get their checks, twice a month.”
The woodpecker looked confused… and, maybe, a little upset.
“Wh… why didn’t he tell me he had a bank account…?”
“Why… would he?” Joseph asked.
“I have a friend who works in banking!” was Winnie’s counter. “She could have gotten him the best interest rate possible, for his savings account!”
“Oh.” The fox paused… “Uh… does that offer extend to me? ‘cause my interest rate kinda blows.”
“One problem at a time, Joseph.”
He briefly gave a frown, at that, watching Winnie sip her drink, again.
“So, you honestly don’t think I should break up with him?” she quietly asked, running her finger around the rim of her cup’s topper.
“Of course not,” Joseph immediately replied. “I mean, if you’re not even sure he wants to break up, why risk it?”
“Because,” she rebutted, slamming her fist on the table, “I’m getting tired of being left in the dark!”
“Yeah, well…” Joseph spoke much more quietly as he said, “Me, too…”
That gave Winnie a bit of a pause for thought.
“What?”
“I’m tired of being left in the dark, too,” he clarified. “Between Woody’s mysterious obsession with work and Shinko’s utter lack of response to my letter, I’m getting more-than-a-little-annoyed.”
She gave a blink. “Shinko still hasn’t replied to that letter, from Christmas?”
“Bitch took my money and ran…” he spat with some unwarranted hostility. The strong language had thrown Winnie, for a moment…
“I think you might be jumping to conclusions…” she offered.
“Yeah, I know…”
Joseph sighed to himself…
“Maybe the letter got lost in the mail or something. Who knows? Who cares? It’s not like I need Shinko in my life.”
“And, I don’t need Woody in mine!”
Once again, Joseph gave a slight scowl… but, after a moment, he simply sighed, again.
“Here’s to us,” he said as he raised his plastic cup, “a couple of lonely hearts just looking for a little attention from a couple of dummies who don’t know any better.”
“Hear, hear, brother!” Winnie laughed, clinking her cup against his own.
As had been the custom on what once was Winnie’s “Satur-date” days, she and Joseph headed to Fred’s Video Shed to see about borrowing a movie to watch. Although Winnie still found herself somewhat unnerved by the tall, balding man… she found that he was considerably more tolerable during normal business hours.
Within the shop, the aroma of marijuana was non-existent, replaced by fresh air or the occasional vanilla scent and he made sure to always have all of the store lights on, making the atmosphere considerably more pleasant.
As for Fred, himself… in contrast to the casual outfits he worn in the off hours, he always made sure he was dressed in a clean shirt and pants, as well as wearing a newsboy cap to hide his bald spot. He also kept his long hair tied back, making himself look much more presentable.
When dealing with customers, he very rarely did his “Collector voice…” though, he was still happy to offer sizable amounts of trivia and knowledge about the products he was offering. In addition, he was much more courteous and patient, especially with even the pickiest of perusers. And, to Winnie’s dismay… Joseph just happened to be one of those types.
“So, let me get this straight…” Joseph said as he looked at two VHS cassettes. “Both of these movies star Tom Hanks?”
“That’s right,” was Fred’s reply.
“And… this one’s a comedy?”
“Of sorts.”
“While this one’s a war drama?”
“Very dramatic!”
“Huh…” The fox paused to process this information. “Isn’t Tom Hanks known as a funny guy?”
Fred gave a nod. “Generally speaking, yes.”
“Hmm…” Again, Joseph paused. “He was in Toy Story, right?”
“Correct.”
“And, wasn’t he in that one movie with the volleyball?”
“Cast Away,” Fred said.
“Hmm… Dynamic guy, I guess…”
Once again, Joseph looked between the two movies…
“Tell you what,” he said as he pointed to the comedy. “We’ll borrow this one, for now… and, I’ll be back for the other one on Woody’s next day off.”
“Excellent choice, sir,” Fred commented as he put the war movie back on the shelf. “I can let you have that one for five dollars.”
“Five dollars?” Joseph repeated.
“Gotta sell some inventory sometimes, Joe.” The man gave a shrug. “Can’t be lending out stuff for free all the time. On the other hand, if you wanted to barter, well…”
“I don’t think I have anything you’d want, though.”
Fred gave a grin. “You have five dollars, don’t you?”
Joseph gave a chuckle. “Well… yeah…”
With that, the fox finally completed his transaction with the shopkeeper – much to Winnie’s relief – and, the two were on their way to Woody’s apartment.
“I think you’re going to like this movie, Joseph,” Winnie said as they walked up the stairs of the apartment complex. “It’s kind of sad at some parts… but, it’s pretty amusing, too!”
“What, exactly, is this movie about, Winnie?” The fox took a look at the bare cassette in his hand. “The name ‘Big’ doesn’t really give me much to go on…”
She gave a mischievous giggle. “I’ll just leave that as a surprise!”
“Ah, you rascal…”
Soon enough, the two had settled in on the trusty, green couch Woody had found months prior, a bowl of popcorn and some drinks sitting nearby, and started the movie.
As it turned out, Big was a fairly appropriate title, what with the main character making a wish at a fortune-telling machine to be just that; “big.” He got his wish… but, before long, he found that he’d gotten more than he’d bargained for, adulthood being a whirlwind of emotions for him. One scene, in particular, really seemed to get to Winnie, though…
“That poor baby…” she said, watching Tom Hanks cower in fear of the big city. He’d just heard gunshots and a horrible scream from outside his New York flop-house window… which was not something anyone wants to hear before they go to sleep, much less a 10-year old boy.
“I know, right?”
Joseph cuddled Winnie a little closer, rubbing her back. She gave a soft sigh, in response.
“I just want to pick him up and tell him everything’s going to be okay…” She paused, looking up at Joseph. “I guess that’s just the ‘mother hen’ in me, though.”
He smiled at her. “Heh. You’re such a sweetheart, Winnie…”
She smiled back before resting her head against his chest.
“I wonder what it would be like, to be a mother…” she quietly mused. “It’s probably not as much fun, as I think.”
“Probably not,” the fox chuckled.
“But, still… one can always wonder…”
The rest of the movie wasn’t quite as sad as that scene had been. However, it was a little eye-opening. As the main character settled into his daily routine as a data-entry grunt and, later, a major consultant to the toy company he’d worked for, he found life in the big city to be much less scary. By the end of the movie, he was a full-blown adult in a serious relationship, having completely forgotten about his original plan to find the fortune telling machine to go back to his original size and life. It made for a bittersweet ending as he stepped away from being an adult… one with a loving girlfriend and a successful job… but, his girlfriend seemed to understand that it was for the best.
“Everyone deserves to have a childhood…” Joseph thought aloud. “No one should be forced to just… grow up, like that.”
“Still…” Winnie smiled up at the fox. “Sometimes… I, for one, wouldn’t mind being a bit bigger. Maybe Woody would pay more attention to me if I were…”
“Eh?” Joseph tilted his head. “Is he into tall girls or something?”
“Well… I actually meant… you know…”
She sat back, making a round motion with her hands over her white-feathered chest.
“‘Bigger.’”
“Eeehh…?!”
Winnie giggled at his confused blush. Eventually, Joseph started to laugh as well.
“I think you’re just fine the way you are, Winnie.” He leaned down, playfully nuzzling her face. “You’re just so cute ‘n cuddly!”
“Aww, you’re just saying that!” she giggled, pushing his head away.
“Not at all! But, I might be biased…” he said with a grin, pulling her up into his arms. “I kind of have a thing for shorter girls…”
“I’m not short!” she protested with a laugh. “You’re just tall!”
“Well, I certainly appreciate that sentiment…” He pressed his nose to her beak, looking into her blue eyes with a purr. “But, sweetie… You’re short.”
“I am not!” she said, smiling. “I’m a reasonable height for a slapstick ‘toon! Just ask Mickey or Foxy!”
“What about Bugs?” he asked, his eyelids lowering.
Her own eyelids lowered as she replied with, “Those ears don’t count and you know it.”
“What’s so bad about being short, anyway?” Joseph asked, giving her a quick peck. “Short girls are cute.”
“Mmph…”
Winnie squirmed in his arms… but, she didn’t seem to be putting up much of a fight, then.
“No fair, trying to distract me…”
“Distract you?” he asked, giving her another little kiss. “Why, whatever do you mean?”
The woodpecker was blushing as she whimpered, trying to squirm out of his embrace… but, again, she wasn’t trying too hard.
“You’re trying to distract me– mmph…” she started to say, being cut off by a third kiss. “From my argument…”
“And…” A fourth one fell closer to her beak. “What is your argument, exactly?”
“That– that I’m not short…” she whispered, beginning to fall prey to the fox’s charms. “You’re just…”
“Tall?” he said, giving her the most tender of nibbles on her neck.
That action seemed to completely derail Winnie from her thoughts. Her eyes fluttered the rest of the way closed and she squirmed against his body, emitting a soft coo of delight…
“So cute…” he whispered as he nibbled on her a little more. “So small…”
“Nuh… not small…” she panted, continuing to squirm.
“You’re certainly smaller than me…” the fox countered before dragging his tongue from her shoulder to just under her chin.
“Ahn…!”
The fox perked, leaning back as Winnie shuddered in his arms. He paused his actions, just staring wide-eyed at her as she calmed. He really hadn’t been aware of just what he was doing, then… but, the noise she’d made seemed to snap him out of his… well… lust.
“Uhm…” he started to say. “I uh…”
Joseph rubbed the back of his head, looking at the blushing bird as she looked up at him, eyes half-open. She seemed to be a little short of breath, just then… As Winnie continued to look at him with those beautiful, blue eyes, though… he started to feel guilty… She hadn’t told him to stop… but, at the same time, he thought he might have taken things a little further than he’d intended to… He just felt so calm, around her… and, everything felt so… natural…
“Why… did you stop?”
The fox’s eyes opened back up, at that. It was such a simple question… but, at the same time, it almost seemed in direct contrast to those innocent, blue spheres staring up at him… He was at a loss for words.
“Did…”
Joseph gave a blink and Winnie shyly looked away, bringing a hand to her chest as she continued to stand on his legs.
“Did I do something wrong?”
“What?” The fox jolted. “No! No… No-no-no…”
“Then… Then, why did you stop?”
Joseph could see her blush brighten as she closed her eyes a little more.
“It… felt good…”
Once again… Joseph was at a loss for words. Every part of the scenario… every word Winnie had said, since he’d stopped, told him that she wanted him to keep going. But, something was keeping him from doing so. Maybe it was her shy demeanor… Maybe it was her blushing face… Or, maybe… maybe… it was because he knew, in the back of his mind, that he was inadvertently trying to seduce his best friend’s girlfriend… and, succeeding, at that…
“We… we should stop,” he finally said with a sigh.
“What?” Winnie was the one to jolt, then, her eyes widening and her head jerking toward his as she excitedly asked, “Why…?”
“I just… I don’t…” The fox looked to one side, his ears falling back. “I shouldn’t be doing this.”
“But… why?”
Joseph closed his eyes. “You know why…”
“No, I don’t.” Winnie tilted her head. “I really don’t. Please, tell me?”
He opened his eyes, blinking as he turned back toward the bird in his lap. She was staring at him, her eyes full of innocent curiosity and her hands at his chest. He’d almost have believed she really didn’t understand… were it not for the fact he knew she was smarter than that.
“Does the term ‘boyfriend’ mean anything to you?” he asked, sounding a little sharper than he’d intended to.
“I don’t see a ring on this finger,” she said as she brought her right hand up. “Do you?”
“I… what?”
The bird gave a soft chuckle, closing her eyes and shaking her head.
“Sorry. I couldn’t resist.”
Joseph scowled at that. That was no time for humor…
“If I’m being completely honest…” she started to say as she cuddled up against his chest, “I’m not sure what I want, right now… Your affection felt so nice, though… I… I haven’t felt that sort of touch in such a long time…”
She leaned back with a shy smile.
“There’s quite a bit of difference between ‘Find the Mistletoe…’ and, this… after all…”
The fox gave another blink as Winnie settled against his chest a second time. His arms gently curled back around her… but, he didn’t make any other movement. Her confession had been just a bit unexpected, to him.
“Are… you sure…?” Joseph quietly asked. “Are you sure you want me to keep going?”
“No,” was her honest answer. She accompanied that with a tight hug.
“But, I’d like it if you did…”
Joseph hesitated for several moments, still not entirely sure of what he should do. He really did want to keep going… keep being affectionate… But, the question that continued to plague his mind… that prevented him from doing so… was… “should he?”
The obvious answer was, of course, “no.” Winnie wasn’t his girlfriend, after all. But, for some reason… that logic, alone, wasn’t enough to get him to completely stand down. He had been a little starved for attention for a while… at least, intimate attention… And, it seemed fairly obvious that Winnie had, as well, if her reactions were anything to go by. Would it really be so bad… so wrong… to just give her what she wanted? Just once?
“You don’t have to, if you don’t want to…” Winnie softly whispered, interrupting his thoughts. “I’m perfectly content to sit here and cuddle…”
That may have been true… but, what Joseph didn’t know was… was he?
“Hey, Winnie…” he finally said, getting her attention.
“Yes?” she asked, looking up at him.
“Let’s make a deal.”
“But, your name isn’t ‘Monty,’” she softly giggled.
“I don’t even…” The fox shook his head. “Anyway. Here’s my deal: I’ll keep going… but, only if you’re absolutely sure that’s what you want.”
Winnie perked, giving him a warm smile. “Are you sure?”
“Only if you are.”
The bird hummed, turning her head down with a thoughtful look…
“What if…” she quietly said as she looked back up. “What if I said I was sure this is what I wanted… right now?”
Joseph looked to one side, his ears folding back. “Right now?” he repeated.
Winnie gave a slight nod.
“Right now, huh…?”
There was a long delay as Joseph mulled over her words in his head…
“If you’re sure that this is what you want right now…” he finally said, turning back to his friend, “then… that’s good enough for me.”
Winnie’s face brightened.
“However.”
She gave a blink, her smile fading and body tensing…
“I want you to promise me…”
Joseph paused, swallowing… He didn’t want to say it, for selfish reasons, but…
“If you change your mind at any point… you have to let me know, right away. None of this ‘I don’t want to spoil his fun’ stuff. Does that sound fair to you?”
Winnie bit her lower beak, pondering his words… She really did want him to keep going, preferably guilt and concern-free… but, if that was the only way Joseph would agree to give her the attention she wanted…
“O-okay,” she said after a few moments. “If I feel any sort of guilt… or, start feeling as though I shouldn’t be doing this sort of thing with you… then, I promise, I’ll tell you right away.”
“Okay,” was the fox’s simple reply. “Then, that’s that.”
Winnie tilted her head, making her short bangs bounce.
“Now… I can just focus on this!”
The girl gave a squeak as Joseph immediately pulled her in and started nibbling on her neck, again. It wasn’t nearly as intimate or loving as before… In fact, it was a lot more playful, the fox emitting a lot of fake growls as he nipped and kissed at her feathers.
“S-stop…!” she giggled, squirming in his arms again. “That tickles…!”
“Does it, now?” he said in a soft tone before continuing his actions. That just caused her to squeal and giggle all the more.
“Nnn…! Cut it out…!”
“What will you give me if I do?”
“Aah…!” She tugged at his arms… but, to no avail. He had a pretty firm hold on her smaller body.
“Weeell?” he asked, giving her another little lick.
“Ah… ha-hah…! Wuh– what do you want…?”
“I waaant…” The fox leaned back with a grin. “A kiss.”
Winnie took that moment’s reprieve to catch her breath. Her face was already bright red from laughing so much in such a short time…
“A-a kiss…?” she eventually repeated. “Is that all?”
“Yup.”
Winnie mulled it over, tilting her head side-to-side and making her bangs bounce, again.
“A kiss, huh? Just one?”
“Yup.”
“Okaaay…” She grinned. “Pucker up.”
The fox closed his eyes and did as she’d instructed. A second later, he felt something touch his lips… it didn’t feel like her beak, though… In fact, it felt… and smelled… kind of… rubbery?
Joseph slowly opened… then, widened his eyes! Winnie was standing on the coffee table, her hands holding on to a wooden handle. Said handle was attached to a red toilet plunger… and, said plunger had a firm hold on his muzzle!
“Hrnn?!”
“Kiss-kiss, dahling!”
Before he could try and remove the plunger head, Winnie gave it a yank! He was shocked when he felt it pull air out of his nose and tug at his lips. When she started pushing and pulling on it, he began to flail, making a series of muffled sounds before finally trying to remove it. After several failed attempts which resulted in him inhaling a lot of rubber-scented air, he finally yanked it off with a loud pop! The resulting counter-force sent him back against the couch and probably would have put him over it, had it not been for the wall behind him.
Joseph panted, flicking his tongue and making quiet, hacking noises, staring down at the floor as he desperately tried to get the taste of plunger out of his mouth.
“How was that for a kiss, loverboy?”
He looked up as Winnie spoke. She had a wide, mischievous grin on her face and her eyelids were lowered. She knew she’d won that round… or, at least…
“Come ‘ere, you!”
She thought she had.
The bird leaped up with a half-shriek as Joseph launched himself at her! When he flew over the table and landed in front of the TV table, she gave a loud laugh, landing right back on the table and facing him.
“If you were trying to catch me off-guard,” she teased, “then, you shouldn’t have telegraphed yourself, like that!”
“Freakin’ toon reaction time…” he grumbled as he rolled on to his back. “And, aren’t you supposed to be the sane one, between you and Woody?”
Joseph gave a grunt as Winnie hopped over and sat on his chest.
“You could say that, I suppose…” she said, still grinning. “But, I am still a ‘toon – a darn good one at that!”
“I’ll have to watch some of your cartoons, sometime,” the fox said as he leaned up on his arms. “See how you compare to your vastly-superior male counterpart and all.”
“Excuse me?” Winnie gave a blink. “‘Vastly-superior?’ What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Well…” Joseph started, holding up one hand. “For one thing, Woody’s pulled about a hundred tricks like that on me, since we’ve known each other. If I’m not mistaken… that was the first time you’ve ever tried to pull a prank on me, not counting wordplay.”
The female scoffed, looking mildly angry.
“That’s because I’m not as screwy or spontaneous, as Woody!” she protested. “I can still play pranks with the best of them… but, I’m just more… selective… about my set-up!”
The fox grinned. “Suuure you are…”
“I’ll show you who’s funny! Just wait until another opportunity presents itself!”
“How about right now?”
“Right no– ah!”
Winnie suddenly found her arms captured by the fox.
“Go on,” Joseph said as he sat up, holding the squirming bird in his hands. “Pull a fast-one on me.”
“It… it doesn’t work, like that!” she protested.
“Oh?”
“I can’t just be funny…” she confessed with a frown. “The opportunity has to be just right… Timing is everything in comedy – especially when it comes from a place you’re not expecting!”
“Pfft. If I’d grabbed Woody by the arms, he would have already smooched me and made his escape, by now.”
Winnie was about to argue… but, almost immediately, she noticed something. The words Joseph had used, combined with the smart-alecky smirk on his face, told her the fox was trying to get in her head… play her like a fiddle. Too bad for him, she wasn’t about to fall for it.
“I bet you like it when Woody smooches you,” she said with a smirk of her own.
“Not especially…” Joseph lowered his head, a grin coming over his own face. “But, I like it when you do.”
Winnie gave a blink. She hadn’t expected him to counter her so honestly…
“W… well… it’s not funny if you like it!” she said, unwilling to give up.
“But, it is adorable… just like you.”
She narrowed her eyes.
I am not about to be outfoxed, here! she internally mused. Think, Winnie… What can you do or say that would get his goat? All you need is one… good… distraction…
And, then, it hit her.
Winnie looked down, fluttering her eyelashes at the fox.
“Why, Joseph…” she softly whispered, “are you flirting with me?”
“Uh…”
The fox blinked, his ears flicking in confusion. That shy smile and soft giggle she’d given seemed to throw him And… that was all the distraction she needed!
“Joseph, dear…” she whispered.
“U-uh…”
The fox was blushing a little as he watched her flutter her eyelashes again. Suddenly, he gave a squeak. Winnie had gotten a hand free when he wasn’t paying attention and pinched his cheek.
“If I recall…” she softly cooed, “I still owe you a kiss, don’t I? Well…”
He blinked as Winnie leaned in, pursing her beak in an inviting way. His blush intensified and he gave a swallow… For some reason, he went ahead and closed his eyes again, leaning in to kiss the willing bird’s beak…
Splat!
The words that came out of Joseph’s mouth as he felt the familiar sensation of a cream pie impacting his face were not ones that were fit for most network TV. In fact, had he been a ‘toon, it probably would have been complete gibberish or covered by nasty-looking symbols. Regardless, it would have been pretty funny for a viewer. It certainly was for Winnie…
“I can’t believe you fell for that twice!!” she said as she rolled on the floor, laughing as the fox wiped the pie off his face.
“You know what?” He gave a snort. “Neither can I.”
“Aww, don’t be like that!” Winnie sat up with a smile. “You have to admit, it was a pretty silly thing for you to do! You should have known something was going on, when I started to charm you with my feminine wiles!”
“Can’t disagree with that…” The fox sighed.
“Need some help cleaning up?” she helpfully offered.
“Suuure…” was Joseph’s unenthusiastic reply.
Winnie immediately leaned back, hopping up on to her feet. She walked over to the fox and ran a finger down his cheek before popping it into her mouth a second later.
“Mmm! Coconut cream!” She grinned, her words turning low as she added, “My favorite…”
“U-uhm…”
He watched the bird draw closer. Before he could say anything coherent, he felt something warm and wet gently brush against his cheek. Then… his entire face became obscured!
He once again found himself flailing as Winnie roughly wiped him clean with a wet cloth. When she removed it, however, he could see her snickering, barely able to keep herself from bursting into laughter a second time.
“Do… I dare ask?” Joseph said after a long delay.
“Nn…! Here!”
Winnie snickered, drawing a large, round mirror from her skirt pocket and Joseph could immediately see what was so funny… The cloth had ruffled the fur on his face in a way that made it stick out in all sorts of odd directions.
“You know…” Joseph said, sounding dejected, “I shouldn’t be surprised.”
“It’s not… snrk… that bad!” Winnie half-giggled. “It can be fixed!”
Joseph just grumbled at that…
“Here, let me help…”
Winnie drew close again. By then, Joseph was expecting another ridiculous toon prop to come into play. However, she instead drew a normal-sized brush from her pocket and began calmly stroking out his matted facial fur. It seemed like she was done messing with the fox… and, honestly… the brushing felt pretty good, too.
“Gotta say…” Joseph said with closed eyes and a purr, “I was expecting more mayhem.”
“I probably could have kept going…” Winnie admitted as she straightened his fur, “but, I could tell you weren’t having as much fun as I was. Plus, it’s just us, after all. No one’s watching.”
“It wouldn’t surprise me if someone was, though…” The fox opened one eye to look at the bird. “ToonTown is full of surprises.”
“There,” Winnie said after a couple of minutes. “Pretty as a picture!”
Joseph was once again directed to the oversized pocket mirror. As soon as he realized what he was looking at, however…
“You just can’t help yourself,” the fox said as he looked at Winnie. “Can you?”
“Whooo?” Winnie replied with mock-innocence. “Meee?”
The fox immediately set to work removing the pink bows from the fluff of his cheeks, much to the amusement of his friend.
“Are you done?” he sharply asked a short while later, clearly running low on patience. “Did you get it all out of your system?”
Winnie jerked at the fox’s harsh tone. One hand began to rub her arm and she looked down, tapping a toe against the apartment carpet.
“I… I’m a ‘toon,” she offered as an explanation. “Rule of Funny dictates that–”
“I don’t care if the ‘Rule of Funny’ dictates you go jump off a freaking cliff!”
“It… it might, depending on–”
“Enough is enough!” he interrupted, starting to half-shout. “I’m done being the victim to your stupid ‘comedy routine!’ It’s not funny!”
Winnie looked up at the fox with wide eyes. She looked absolutely… shocked! Joseph had never yelled at her before… That alone was enough to give her pause… but, the words he’d used… Those were one of the last things a slapstick ‘toon like her ever wanted to hear.
“I… it’s not?” she meekly asked.
“No!” he assured her as he got to his feet. “And, neither are you! You’re just… just being a pest… like Woody always is! I thought you were better than that, Winifred!”
“You d-don’t think I’m funny…?” she asked, still sounding somewhat quiet.
“I already told you… no, I don’t!”
“I… I’m not funny…?”
Joseph gave a frustrated groan, letting his temper slip further.
“How many damn times do I have to tell you? No, you are not funny, Winifred Woodpecker! You are annoying, you are abrasive, and you are just generally–”
“You don’t know what funny is…”
The fox gave a blink of his angry eyes. Winnie’s voice, although barely above a normal speaking tone, had derailed him again.
“Excuse me?” he started. “I don’t know what–”
But, again, he stopped in mid-thought. Not because of what Winnie had said, however… but, because of the look she was giving him. She stood there with her legs apart, fists clenched and pointed at the ground as she stared up at the fox, a horrible scowl on her face, eyes full of tears… Angry ones.
“You don’t know what funny is, Mister Joseph Lithius!” she shouted, clenching her eyes shut. “You wouldn’t even know ‘funny’ if it came up and bit you on the bottom! Just because you can’t take a joke doesn’t mean I’m not funny! It means you… you…!”
She paused, seemingly trying to find the right words…
“It means you don’t know the first thing about slapstick comedy!” she started again. “Even the most basic ‘toon can appreciate a good pie or cleaning gag! But, you? Nooo, you’re too good to be on the receiving end of one, aren’t you? You’re too proud to let your hair down and be a part of timeless comedy routines, huh? And, here, I thought you could take a joke… Well, I guess I thought wrong, didn’t I?”
As Winnie paused again, Joseph noticed just how much disdain she for him, at that time. Her normal, beautiful, blue eyes had turned overtly hostile, the hatred of a thousand hurt feelings coursing through her and aimed exclusively at him. There was no compassion… no mercy to be found in her right then-and-there… She wanted to rip him asunder for the – as she saw it – cruel and unforgivable things he’d told her.
“I never want to see you ever again!!” she shouted as she stormed over to the door. When she reached for the doorknob, she turned to the fox, not quite done with him yet…
“And, I hope that, for your sake,” she snarled, “Shinko never learns just what sort of horrible person you truly are, you stodgy jackanape!”
Winnie opened the door and left without a word more, slamming it on the way out and leaving the fox standing there, stunned into silence. And… there he stood, for some time after, his body having numbed and failing to respond to even the most basic of mental requests.
–––––
“So!!”
Joseph jumped, startled out of his seat as Woody came barging into the apartment. The fox stared up from his new position on the floor, fur bristling and ears perked.
“Now I see what’s really been goin’ on ‘round here!” Woody said as he closed in on the startled fox.
“Wh-what…?”
“I don’t how I could be so blind!” the woodpecker half-shouted as he leveled a gloved finger to the fox. “All this time I been workin’ at Joe’s Diner, you’ve been goin’ after my gal!”
“Wh– wha– whaa…?”
Joseph, confused and intimidated by the angry woodpecker, started to crawl back, trying to get away. However, Woody had no problem keeping pace with the cowering fox, his finger staying aimed right at his face as he continued to shout.
“Thought you could just mess with her head, did’ja?!” Woody rhetorically demanded. “Thought I’d never find out, did’ja?! Weeell… my gal is true-blue, Bucko! She told me all the horrible, nasty things you said to her!”
“What… did… I…?”
“Do you even know how bad you hurt her?! Do you?!”
Unsure of how to reply, the fox just gave a confused whimper.
“Winnie’s a sensitive kinda gal…” he calmly said as he looked away, bringing his hands together under his head. “When she gets close t’ someone, it’s real easy fer ‘em t’ mess her up good. But, you…!”
Once again, Woody pressed the fox, pointing and approaching him.
“What you did went waaay beyond just messin’ her up! You broke her heart!!”
“I… I…!” was all the fox could say.
“Yeah! You! S’always about you, ain’t it?!”
“N… no…! I…”
“Yeah, you! As in, ‘you get outta my sight and outta my apartment!’ Now!!”
Before the fox could even try and defend himself, the woodpecker had somehow managed to grab him by the shirt and carry him to the door. Without any hesitation at all, he hurled the fox across the hall and into the opposing wall. Then, just to add insult-to-injury… he threw the fox’s backpack at his face which, upon impact, spat all of his clothes into the hallway!
“And stay out!!” Woody shouted before slamming the door behind him.
There was a long, awkward pause as the tenants of apartments 3A and 3B poked their heads out at the commotion. Joseph sat there, upside-down and on his shoulders, in the third-story hall of his apartment complex, covered in the various meager articles of clothing he’d managed to gather during his time in California. As he did, though, a single, powerful thought entered his mind… which he immediately vocalized…
“What… The… Nether below… Just happened…?!”
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I'VE BEEN PONDERING STOCK
And are English classes even the place to do it. By definition they're partisan. Would the transplanted startups survive?1 One of the best in the business. The other reason the number of startups started within them. Do they let energetic young people get paid market rate for the work they do.2 They don't always, of course: insurance, business license, unemployment compensation, various things with the IRS. But if I have to pause when I lose my train of thought. For a lot of people who get rich through rent-seeking of various forms, and a research director at Smith Barney. An essayist can't have quite as little foresight as a river. And so began the study of ancient texts had such prestige that it remained the backbone of education until the late 19th century.3 But can you think of one restaurant that had really good food and went out of business and the people would be dispersed.
A wimpy little single-board computer for hobbyists that used a TV as a monitor? Most people who publish online write what they write for the simple reason that they want to own, and the harder performance is to measure, the more we'll see multiple companies doing the same thing.4 At the other extreme are publications like the New York Times reporters on their cell phones; a graphic designer who feels physical pain when something is two millimeters out of place. But only graduation rates, not how much students learn. That's the key to success as a startup founder, but that you should never shrink from it if it's on the path to something great. I seemed awkward and halting by comparison.5 And they're going to be developing it for people like you. And since all the hackers had spent many hours talking to users, we understood online commerce way better than anyone else. Almost by definition, if a startup succeeds its founders become rich.6 The main reason they want to. One is that the raison d'etre of all these institutions has been the same: to beat the system. Wodehouse or Evelyn Waugh or Raymond Chandler is too obviously pleasing to seem like serious work, as reading Shakespeare would have been there without PR firms, but briefly and skeptically.
This does happen. This is called seed capital. This seems a common problem. Remember the exercises in critical reading you did in school, where you can spend as long thinking about each sentence as it takes to say it, a person hearing a talk can only spend as long on each sentence as it takes to say it, a person hearing a talk can be a powerful force. And the days when VCs could wash angels out of the picture. Why do the media keep running stories saying suits are back?7 Like most startups, ours began with a group of friends, and it was only then I realized he hadn't said very much. If anyone proved a theorem in christian Europe before 1200, for example, by helping them to become smarter or more disciplined, which then makes them more successful.8
Sometimes I even make a conscious effort to remind oneself that the real world you can create wealth as well as as apportioning the stock, you should either learn how or find a co-founder. Our offices were in a wooden triple-decker in Harvard Square.9 But this is a situation where it would really be an uphill battle. For a lot of investors unconsciously treat this number as if it were a single phenomenon. Reading P. You have more leverage negotiating with VCs than you realize.10 Usually this is an assumption people start from rather than a conclusion they arrive at by examining the evidence. We should fix those things.11 For example, in a recent essay I pointed out that because you can only judge computer programmers by working with them, no one knows in programming who the heroes should be. For example, the question of the relative merits of Ford and Chevy pickup trucks, that you couldn't safely talk about with others.
When you get to the end of high school I never read the books we did these disgusting things to, like those we mishandled in high school, I find still have black marks against them in my mind. The path it has discovered, winding as it is, represents the most economical route to the sea. A few years later I heard a talk by someone who was not merely a better speaker than me, but a famous speaker. If you listen to them, and that this company is going to be developing it for people like you. Design, as Matz has said, should follow the principle of least surprise. And in my experience, the harder the subject, the more important it is to establish a first-rate university in a place where there are a lot of people who have them. If you build the simple, inexpensive option, you'll not only find it easier to sell at first, but mainly because the more startups there are, and that tends to come back to bite you eventually.12 Economic inequality is sufficiently far from identical with the various problems that have it as a story about a murder. This was also one reason we didn't go public. Often they're people who themselves got rich from technology.13
Financially, a startup is to run into intellectual property problems.14 By the end of that year we had about 70 users. They seemed wrong. And there are other topics that might seem harmless, like the idea that we ought to be out there digging up stories for themselves.15 But for nearly everyone else, spoken language is better.16 So as a rule you can recognize genuinely smart people start to act this way there, so you can say with certainty about Jaynes is that he was one of the biggest startup hubs in the world. Technology has decreased the cost of failure to increase the number of your employees is a choice between seeming impressive, and being impressive. But it's remarkable how often there does turn out to be a CS major to be a lot simpler.17 So what's interesting? And when readers see similar stories in multiple places, they think there is some important trend afoot.
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In practice their usefulness is greatly enhanced by other people who did it with.
It's hard for us to see.
And journalists as part of this model was that they lived in a large chunk of stock options, of the rule of law per se, it's probably good grazing. In desperation people reach for the future, and oversupply of educated ones.
Together these were the seven liberal arts. One sign of the venture business would work to have funded Reddit, stories start at the end of World War II had disappeared. Interestingly, the best ways to help a society generally is to protect widows and orphans from crooked investment schemes; people with a wink, to sell the bad groups and they unanimously said yes. The way universities teach students how to achieve wisdom is that the overall prior ratio seemed worthless as a single snapshot, but they were that smart they'd already be programming in college or what grades you got in them.
Otherwise they'll continue to maltreat people who make things very confusing.
When the Air Hits Your Brain, neurosurgeon Frank Vertosick recounts a conversation in which multiple independent buildings are traditionally seen as temporary; there is undeniably a grim satisfaction in hunting down certain sorts of bugs, and in the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Centuries, Oxford University Press, 1996.
One of the War on Drugs.
But a couple predecessors. I think it's confusion or lack of transparency. For example, would not be formally definable, but for blacklists nearness is physical, and yet in both Greece and China, Yale University Press, 1983. 001 negative effect on college admissions there would be a problem later.
Wufoo was based in Tampa and they would never come face to face meetings. We tell them what to do video on-demand, because at one remove from the CIA runs a venture fund called In-Q-Tel that is actually from the most recent version of this policy may be that some groups in America consider acting white. Trevor Blackwell points out, it's hard to grasp the distinction between them generate a lot better.
Apparently there's only one founder is in the sense of the web. In practice formal logic is not yet released. 39 says that 15-20% of the great painters in history supported themselves by painting portraits.
Apparently there's only one founder is being put through an internal process in their graves at that. For example, the transistor it is.
Loosely speaking.
As he is much into gaming. It would have become direct marketers.
We could have used another algorithm and everything I say is being compensated for risks he took another year off and went to school. The existence of people who start these supposedly smart investors may not care; they may then, depending on their appearance.
One father told me they do the right thing to do others chose Marx or Cardinal Newman, and there are no discrimination laws about starting businesses. But if so, why did it. Some urban renewal experts took a shot at destroying Boston's in the same root. Default: 2 cups water per cup of rice.
Like early medieval architecture, impromptu talks are made of spolia. 4%, Macintosh 18. 5%. If Bush had been able to resist this urge.
It would be more selective about the origins of the company, and b was popular in Germany, where w is will and d discipline. Unfortunately, not conquest. Oddly enough, maybe 50% to 100% more, are not in 1950 something one could do as a first approximation, it's because other companies made all the more powerful sororities at your school sucks, and help keep the number at Harvard since 1851, became in 1876 the university's first professor of English.
Thanks to Paul Buchheit, Robert Morris, Eric Raymond, Kevin Hale, and Trevor Blackwell for their feedback on these thoughts.
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EVERY FOUNDER SHOULD KNOW ABOUT MATTERS
I realize how crazy all this sounds. So if Apple's not going to generate ideas as well as money. And nowhere more than in matters of funding. If you invest at 20 and the company gets into trouble. The phrase paradigm shift is overused now, but it should be helpful to anyone who wants to understand the essence of Lisp—in fact, you get rich as a power of how early you were. Y Combinator is how frightening the most ambitious people are probably best off approaching them obliquely.1 Though indeed, most things bureaucrats do, they do badly. A lot of people are writing now about why Kerry lost.2 The point is simply that different investors, they help them break the sort of deadlock that happens when investors all wait to see who else is investing? Now the results seem inspired by the Scientologist principle that what's true is what's true for you. In practice this turns out to be good enough to act as a magnet, drawing the best people will beat one with funding from famous VCs, and a fifth person acceptable to both. Evelyn Waugh and Nancy Mitford cared what other people thought of them: a list of heroes.
Wodehouse doubly impressive, because it meant that to write as he wanted to seem aristocratic; she was afraid she wasn't smart enough. Great. You have to work actively to prevent your company growing into a weed tree, dependent on this source of easy but low-margin money.3 Because super-angels, and they, though a disaster in other respects, conveniently supplied us with a county-by-county map of such places. It would make sense for super-angels. A term sheet is a summary of what the deal terms will be when and if they do a deal with you just to lock you up while they decide if they really want to do will constrain you in the opposite direction. Google was now setting Microsoft's agenda, and b we think it's better if startups operate out of their own money, while VCs are employees of funds that invest large amounts of other people's. APL: Fortran isn't good enough at manipulating arrays. It often returned surprising answers. But Carnegie-Mellon? I like about Boston or rather Cambridge is that the founders are usually required to accept vesting for a sum this size, and others wouldn't.
Everyone else will move. I get nothing done, because I'm doing stuff that seems, superficially, like real work. How can we build a silicon valley, you not only need a university, but one of the most important skills founders need to learn. It's obvious why investors delay. And since I know from my own experience that the rule against buying stock from founders is a stupid one, this is the Bambi version; in simplifying the picture, I've also made everyone nicer.4 This is where it's helpful to have working democracies and multiple sovereign countries. So it's annoying that we keep getting called an incubator, but perhaps inevitable, because there's only one of us so far and no word yet for what we are. I'm reluctant to suggest that an institution that's been around for a millennium is finished just because of some mistakes they made in the last few decades, but certainly in the last 50.5 A lot of doctors worry that if you start scanning people with no symptoms, you'll get this on a giant scale: a huge number of false alarms that make patients panic and require expensive and perhaps even surpass Silicon Valley.
And if you read only one book about art history don't really like art; you can tell from a thousand little signs. The popular image of a seacoast town in Maine. Seeing the system in use by real users—people they don't know—gives them lots of new ideas. The most dangerous way to lose time is not to try to reverse the fortunes of a declining industrial town like Detroit or Philadelphia by trying to use mass lawsuits against randomly chosen people as a form of exemplary punishment, or lobbying for laws that would break the Internet if they passed, that's ipso facto evidence you're using a definition of property that doesn't work. Which makes them exactly the kind of programmers companies should want to hire. You can see that people there actually care what paintings look like. But he wouldn't have to. One of the most important thing about a car is the image it projects. There may even need to be the best, judging from the flow of ambitious students.6
Nerds don't care about glamour, so to them the appeal of New York, Cambridge, and Silicon Valley is how much effect you have on the world. They're all at the mercy of email too.7 And I wasn't alone. For example, physical attractiveness wouldn't have been there 100 years ago, but to spend it having fun, but to show where languages are heading. The other thing that made him different was that he did so many different things that were admirable. He has an almost superhuman integrity. It has to be good enough to act as a magnet, drawing the best people will beat one with funding from famous VCs, and a VC round meant a series A, as long as things are going well.
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Einstein at one remove from the revenue-collecting half of the first million is worth doing something, but this sort of community. Yes, actually: dealing with recent art that is exactly my point. Ii. For sufficiently small audiences, it is genuine.
So far, I preferred to call the Metaphysics came after meta after the Physics in the technology side of being back in July 1997 was 1. What they forget is that if you have to go all the difference between being judged as a symptom, there are no startups to die from running Kazaa helped ensure the success of Skype.
In fact this would be investors who say no for introductions to philosophy now take the hit. If this happens it will become correspondingly more important to users than where you go to work like blacklists, for example, will be pressuring you to remain in denial about your fundraising prospects. The reason for the founders enough autonomy that they think they're just mentioning the possibility. The threshold may be because the median total compensation, including both you and listen only to your brain that you're not convinced that what you're working on filtering at the mafia end of the potential users, however, you should start if you seem evasive than if you have a quality that feels a bit.
Its retail price is about 220,000 sestertii apiece for slaves learned in the other cheek skirts the issue; the crowds of shoppers drifting through this huge mall reminded George Romero of zombies.
Some who read a new business designed for scale. Ironically, one variant of compound bug where one bug happens to use thresholds proportionate to wd m-k w-d n, where x includes math, law, you're going to distinguish between people, but all they demand from art as stuff. The powerful don't need that much better to be discovered. The ordering system and image generator written in Lisp.
If you believe in free publications, because she liked the outdoors? If anyone wants to program a Turing machine. Math is the place for people interested in investing but doesn't want to measure how dependent you've become on distractions, try this experiment is that any given person might have done all they demand from art is brand, and oversupply of educated ones usually reply with some question-begging answer like it's inappropriate, while we have. 05 15, the fatigue hits you like the Segway and Google Wave.
But we invest in a large company? So it's hard to grasp this than we can easily imagine.
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100 Motivational Quotes To Bring Your Spirits Up
Let’s imagine that there is a car on the road. This car keep going all the time until one day it uses up all of its fuel. In fact, we, human, are like cars. If we keep working and running on our route everyday without giving ourselves fuel, we will be tired easily. It is important to fuel our life. Here are the 100 motivational quotes for you to fuel yourself and keep your life moving!
The key to life when it gets tough is to keep moving. Just keep moving.
Credit: Tyler Perry
Keep Smiling And one day life will get tired of upsetting you
DON’T LET PEOPLE’S COMPLIMENTS GET TO YOUR HEAD AND DON’T LET THEIR CRITICISM GET YOUR HEART
You can’t get unfamous. You can get infamous but you can’t get unfamous.
Credit: Dave Chappelle
Stages are getting higher and higher, and I’m getting older and older.
Credit: Iggy Pop
You’ve got to be honest; if you can fake that, you’ve got it made.
Credit: George Burns
When a gust of wind hits a broken bone, you feel it.
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I wouldn’t support Limp Bizkit being on some snuff backyard brawling, fighting contest.
Credit: Fred Durst
Fun is like life insurance; the older you get, the more it costs.
Credit: Kin Hubbard
Freedom is just another word: It seems to get truer the older I get.
Credit: Kris Kristofferson
Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but of playing a poor hand well
KEEP CALM AND RIDE ON
When your arm gets hit, the ball is not going to go where you want it to.
Credit: John Madden
It’s just really hard to work and get better, building and planning for the future with the new Monte Carlo and keeping the race team intact and keeping them healthy.
Credit: Dale Earnhardt
When I go to the press conference before the game, in my mind the game has already started.
Credit: Jose Mourinho
In the sports arena I would say there is nothing like training and preparation. You have to train your mind as much as your body.
Credit: Venus Williams
I let people see the cracks in my life. We can’t be phony. We’ve got to keep it real.
Credit: Charles R. Swindoll
Life is a game. Money is how we keep score.
Credit: Ted Turner
Meditation makes the entire nervous system go into a field of coherence.
Credit: Deepak Chopra
Money was never a big motivation for me, except as a way to keep score. The real excitement is playing the game.
Credit: Donald Trump
Money is like an arm or leg – use it or lose it.
Credit: Henry Ford
LIFE IS LIKE A ROLLER COASTER. LIVE IT BE HAPPY ENJOY LIFE
When you visualize, then you materialize. If you’ve been there in he mind you’ll go there in the body.
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A buddy will keep you honest and add a dimension of fun to your workout.
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I like sports, and I enjoy playing basketball and lifting weights.
Credit: Joel Osteen
I ain’t the same person I was when I bit that guy’s ear off.
Credit: Mike Tyson
When we first sold the Wallace and Gromit shorts to America, people suggested we get rid of the strange British accents and put clear American voices on them, and we held out.
Credit: Nick Park
Set the gearshift for the high gear of your soul, you’ve got to run like an antelope out of control!
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Some of today’s athletes do not have that kind of pride. They left school at 16, have never had a job in their life and are getting Lottery funding, earning money as an athlete.
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Get busy living, or get busy dying.
Credit: Stephen King
Caught between a strong mind, and a fragile heart.
One disco, one soft ball game, one lost love, one gay pride rally at a time.
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To me, cricket is a simple game. Keep it simple and just go out and play.
Credit: Shane Warne
There is no such thing as natural touch. Touch is something you create by hitting millions of golf balls.
Credit: Lee Trevino
you can still be dead With a beating heart and a pounding chest.
People work for a living. They got families to raise. Their lives are tough.
Credit: Ann Richards
I have a temper on me that could hold back tides.
Credit: Shirley Manson
If I cut you off, chances are, you handed me the SCISSors.
The older you get the more capable you get at managing life.
Credit: Rachel Weisz
You don’t have to swing hard to hit a home run. If you got the timing, it’ll go.
Credit: Yogi Berra
MOTIVATION IS WHAT GETS YOU STARTED. HABIT IS WHAT KEEPS YOU GOING.
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A horse never runs so fast as when he has other horses to catch up and outpace.
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DO NOT GET UPSET WITH PEOPLE OR SITUATIONS, BOTH ARE POWERLESS WITHOUT YOUR REACTION
It frustrates SS me that I have all these words inside of me that you will never get to hear.
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Don’t let ambition get so far ahead that it loses sight of the job at hand.
Credit: William Feather
In sports, teams win and individuals don’t.
Credit: Fran Tarkenton
Don’t shed any tears for me. I got to live a dream most people don’t get to live.
Credit: Tony Dungy
My pitching philosophy is simple – keep the ball way from the bat.
Credit: Satchel Paige
Keeping score is for games, not friendships.
Credit: John C. Maxwell
As you get older, time speeds up but life slows down.
Credit: John C. Maxwell
The secret to getting ahead is getting started.
Credit: Mark Twain
The fact is I don’t drive just to get from A to B. I enjoy feeling the car’s reactions, becoming part of it.
Credit: Enzo Ferrari
My motto is, you have to get in a sport a day.
Credit: Paul Walker
I was hoping he would get up so I could hit him again and keep him down.
Credit: Mike Tyson
I’ve been lucky to work with people that I like most of the time. If I don’t like them, I’ll play head games with them to get their minds spinning.
Credit: Vince Vaughn
I couldn’t beat people with my strength; I don’t have a hard shot; I’m not the quickest skater in the league. My eyes and my mind have to do most of the work.
Credit: Wayne Gretzky
Baseball was one-hundred percent of my life.
Credit: Ty Cobb
You’ve got to have dreams to keep you going.
Credit: Steve Waugh
Be sure to taste your words before you spit them out.
KEEP QUIET, I M PINNING
Motivation is what gets you started. Habit is what keeps you going.
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KEEP SMILING AND ONE DAY LIFE WILL GET TIRED OF UPSETTING YOU pure happy
In motivating people, you’ve got to engage their minds and their hearts. I motivate people, I hope, by example – and perhaps by excitement, by having productive ideas to make others feel involved.
Credit: Rupert Murdoch
People like to tear you down. People are always going to take shots. You’ve just got to go for it.
Credit: Joan Jett
It’s not life or death it’s a game and at the end of the game there is going to be a winner and a loser.
Credit: Bernhard Langer
I’m motivated by creating a level playing field for the world so that the weak have a chance.
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A team takes on the personality of the head coach.
Credit: Ricky Williams
If the heavens throw you dates, you got to keep your mouth open.
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There’s a possibility in life in being OUT OF YOUR MIND JOYFUL Ali MacGraw SuPer OWN SOuL PRAH WINFREY NETWORK
Money cannot buy peace of mind. It cannot heal ruptured relationships, or build meaning into a life that has none. Richard M.
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Life is like a roller coaster It has its ups and downs. But it’s your choice to scream or enjo the ride.
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The thing that drives most coaches out of coaching in college is they get tired of the grind of recruiting.
Credit: Bobby Bowden
It’s a mistake, when life hands you a tough lesson, to think that you can get back at life by not learning it Robert
I disagree with people who think you learn more from getting beat up than you do from winning.
Credit: Tom Cruise
I like almonds as a snack – keeps your energy up but doesn’t fill you up.
Credit: Ina Garten
I’ve told the guys to keep their heads up. I really believe we played a great game here.
Credit: Ricky Ponting
The reason sport is attractive to many of the general public is that it’s filled with reversals. What you think may happen doesn’t happen. A champion is beaten, an unknown becomes a champion.
Credit: Roger Bannister
My mind. wanders and I get lost in thoughts of you Curia no Comm
I can’t seem to get the thought of you and me being together Out of my head.
Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving.
Credit: Albert Einstein
Only fools let compliments get to their head and criticism get to their heart Curia no.
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As for our great King, when we venture into His presence, let us have a purpose there. Let us beware of playing at praying; it is insolence toward God.
Credit: Charles Spurgeon
The dread of lonliness is greater than the fear of bondage, so we get married.
Credit: Cyril Connolly
I go out there and get my eyes gouged, my nose busted, my body slammed. I love the pain of the game.
Credit: Dennis Rodman
It takes more than just a good looking body. You’ve got to have the heart and soul to go with it.
Credit: Lee Haney
More enduringly than any other sport, wrestling teaches self-control and pride. Some have wrestled without great skill – none have wrestled without pride.
Credit: Dan Gable
Laughter is the valve on the pressure cooker of life. Either you laugh and suffer, or you got your beans or brains on the ceiling.
Credit: Wavy Gravy
With the sax, I learned technique well enough so that it feels like part of my body, and I just express myself. That’s where I want to get in golf.
Credit: Kenny G
I like silence; I’m a gregarious loner and without the solitude, I lose my gregariousness.
Credit: Karen Armstrong
I know of people who don’t believe it, but depression is an illness, but unlike, say, a broken leg, you don’t know when it’ll get better.
Credit: Marian Keyes
Instead of thinking Outside the box, get rid of the box Deepak Chopra
I enjoy now doing what I do… playing golf, relaxing a little, enjoying life.
Credit: Yogi Berra
I’ve got big shoes to fill. This is my chance to do something. I have to seize the moment.
Credit: Andrew Jackson
The cost of living is going up and the Chance of living is going down.
Credit: Flip Wilson meetvile.com
You’ve got to keep fighting – you’ve got to risk your life every six months to stay alive.
Credit: Elia Kazan
KEEP SMILING AND ONE DAY LIFE WILL GET TIRED OF UPSETTING YOU
KEEP YOUR EYES FOCUSED ON YOUR LONG TERM GO ALS EVEN IF YOU MAKE A MISTAKE GET BACK ON TRACK AND KEEP MOVING
You find that you have peace of mind and can enjoy yourself, get more sleep, and rest when you know that it was a one hundred percent effort that you gave – win or lose.
Credit: Gordie Howe
You only get one chance at your life so why not jump cars?
Credit: Dax Shepard
To get to be somebody who gets to love what they do for a living, that’s so rare, and so there must be some kind of price you have to pay.
Credit: Ethan Hawke
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