Shoe by Gary Brookins and Susie MacNelly for October 05, 2009

Yup, that’s the definition of a stranger.

The medium is a strange.

Come on, Roz. Weren’t you listening just Zen?

People are strange when you’re a stranger

This is but one insignificant grain of sand in the jinging, janging, janizary insanity of humanity. In other words, we’re all bloody strange.

I had to quickly think of that Starship song “Stranger” to get the “Strangers In the Night” tune out of my head. (I can’t stand Sinatra.)

The happy medium does well?

It’s the person you’ve read nothing about!!

So is much of the nonsense! Make sense?

“Do Be Do Be Do, Da Da Da”.

Deja Vu of Yogi Berra all over again.

BC13: I have MUCH Sinatra in my music collection.

Ushindi I’m sure a lot of people do…I just wouldn’t be one of them. I can think of a lot of singers from any era that I’d like better, excluding Elvis, Michael (Jackson) and the artist formerly known as Prince.

Roz has come to a happy medium again. 0.-

Maybe she’ll find “Strangers on a Train” in the DVD bargain bin.

Actually she looks more like a small.