It had any in the first place?
Okay, not really. But you have to try everything once, right?
No, not really. It never seems a logical line of reasoning to me, especially not when used as the supporting argument for why I should drink "just one drink:"
Oh, come on. How will you know until you've tried?
The same way I know I never care to become a heroine addict or a Seventh Day Adventist.
Not that I am comparing alcohol to heroine or a strict religious line. But it explains--however unduly--that, sometimes, experience is not necessary to gain knowledge. Sometimes we just know.
That is what they say about love, right?
You will just know.
And...
If I knew then what I know now, I never would have.... They say that too, right?
And, Oprah's favourite:
What is it that you know for sure?
I know that the muzzle of each lion is like a fingerprint--no pattern of whiskers is ever duplicated.
I do not know what good that fact will ever do me, aside from filling blog space.
I know that the current fashion obsession--no, infatuation, in the UK is tights.
I do not know if I can resist it much longer.
However much I know I will regret buying a pair of tights at some point in the near future, the influence is too strong. They are everywhere: on trendsetters--those girls that manage the look without looking retro-- and on everyone else too, unfortunately.
Regarding such a future: when I do blog about buying tights--it will be with all due shame, even if I deny it at the time. Trust me.
I recently covered the Agecroft Small Boats Rowing Event for the newspaper. Inbetween races, my photographer, James Lester, and I spent our down time with the swans. This picture doesn't depict it well, but the swans in the UK are very socialized. They seem almost indignant when you don't have anything to feed them--and yes, for all you non-believers--swans have teeth.
Timed-trials at the Salford Quays. Rowers raced over three kilometres in single sculls, two-man, four-main and eight-man boats.
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