I love black jelly beans, but I don't like licorice. I like ketchup, marinara sauce, and tomato soup, but I dislike fresh tomatoes. I don't know why. Maybe I'm an artificial flavoring junkie.
I'm an extremely word-oriented person. I watch movies mostly for the dialogue and listen to music mostly for the lyrics. I love playing with words, phrases, and imagery. I like writing and reading. At the same time, I constantly find language to be inadequate for capturing reality and truly expressing myself. It's exasperating.
Why do cities think that putting a big metal slab over the pavement where there's a pothole is a solution? Hint for the street maintenance people: it doesn't work. Sorry.
In the fair city where I live, all the streets in a given area have the same name with teeny differences. For example, in an area where the main road is Rosedale St., the smaller branches and crossroads will be Rosedale Dr., Rosedale Ln., Rosedale Park Ln., Rosedale Circle, East Rosedale St., Rosedale Ct., etc. Seriously, there are tons of words and potential road names. Get creative! Increase diversity! But mostly, please be less redundant and confusing!!!
I really enjoy songs that have random lists of things as lyrics. My favorites at the moment are "Ball of Confusion" by the Temptations, "We Didn't Start the Fire" by Billy Joel, and "La Vie Boheme" from RENT. This may be another manifestation of my love for words, I'm not sure.
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