To be polite you could fetch the butter croissant. But err on the face of all the manners you try to elaborate and your profile will loose all credibility, including the one with the croissant.

I like to run in the morning. I like to look at the sky. I wish sometimes I where a bird, that I could fly. I am all nuts. And that is when the trees salute you.

Nothing beats the beating you can get from the rain, the penetrating coldness of a thick british fog. You may like fish and chips, and all will match nicely together, you like the streets of London in bad weather.

This is not an ordinary cow. She did it all, climbed the everest, the k2, had gone to space, ran the marathon, and even survived the feria. She was proud but showed it with a classy subtility. This was Ole, and ole la vache est de retour.

For weeks it had rained. This was an exceptional time of the year when the elements would go through you, freeze you in a incredible humidity making you feel like if you where swimming in a cold pond. Anita, as only a vengerous spanish rebel could speak was direct: despite the weather take a hotdog.

She had long ago decided to switch her chihuhaha (who can spell that correctly, hm) for one of those hip new tunafishes from the petgrocery on fifth avenue. Tunafish can make an easy pet, and they are gentle too.

This is a great feeling. It has finally happened, and as everytime the sun puts its hand onto the job, thing come true. The tulips are growing, and this is really a great sight.

You're lost. Let me help you. You know, the path you followed yesterday to get your coffee. Well, just take the next elevator on the left just before you get out. There it will be.

Got tired of competing with your workmates. Instead of trying to be better or stronger or whatever, just level it out with envy, it'll make you feel good. Yes, it's true!

At a time when all seems important is personal carreer, it is a fact that drilling your way through clay can be rewarding. It will also really impress your secretary.