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“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.” -Rumi

“When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you’re not here, I can’t go to sleep. Praise God for those two insomnias! And the difference between them.” -Rumi

We will have to repent in this generation not merely for the hateful words and actions of the bad people but for the appalling silence of the good people. — “Letter from Birmingham Jail,” April 16, 1963

Respect your haters. They are the ones who think you are better than them. -Unknown

You don’t understand, no-one does. When a woman makes the choice to marry, to have children; in one way her life begins but in another way it stops. You build a life of details. You become a mother, a wife and you stop and stay steady so that your children can move. And when they leave they take your life of details with them. And then you’re expected move again only you don’t remember what moves you because no-one has asked in so long. Not even yourself. You never in your life think that love like this can happen to you. -Francesca, Bridges of Madison County

“Motherfuckin’ tittysuckin’ two-balled bitch!” -Agent Zoil – Paul

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OMG!

31 August, 2008 /

For some of you, this will mean nothing, to those of you that know me, REALLY know me, you’ll be freaking out for me.

On my way home from seeing Tropic Thunder (which wasn’t as good at House Bunny) we got off the freeway and in front of us was a Mercedes that said: Jim 00.

“Shaunnnnnnn, that’s JIM OTTO!!!”

We pulled up past him and very slowly as in a motion picture scene, Jim Otto turned and looked at me looking at him, lowered his sunglasses and winked! I threw him the ROCK ON sign and he smiled.

Okay, that part didn’t happen…but we did pull up next to him and I was plastered to my passenger side window like a teenage girl seeing the tour bus for The Jonas Brothers. “Oh.My.GOD. Jim Otto.” I then had the presences of mind to pull out the little Nikon out of my purse and try to snap a photo. No luck.

But today I can mark in my little diary, “Saw Hall of Famer, Jim Otto.” and it means more to me then the time I saw Jerry Rice at the golf store and he asked me if I wanted his autograph and I said, “Naw, you’re not wearing the right colors” ( he was a Niner then and well, EWW. )

*dreamy sigh*

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