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The newscaster takes off his glasses; this job is not fair, at times. He continues talking as a picture of a giant manchicken is shown on the greenscreen. "There have so far been 193 reported sightings of the manchickens.  It is not cause for alarm, and, instead, we just want you to know that they are out there--there is no pillaging or destruction." I turn my head to HR as I hit digitalmute on the...

I pause; I roll my eyes. "Here", I tell the waiter as I hand him my taza, "hold my coffee.  Challenge accepted." I stand up from my chair; I walk over to the homeless man; I do what I do best; I cold sock him in the balls. He doubles over; he collapses on to the ground. "Tell it like I see it", I reply as I put the brass knuckles back in...

"Oh!", HR replies as she takes a sip of soda, "you got me a present?" "No", I reply as I shake my head, "I mean the present moment--you´re in it." "Yeah", she replies as she sets her lata down, "of course, I´m in the present--where else could I be?" "Your mind is not in the present--it´s wrapped up in a story." "Story of my life--a sad girl looks for meaning and purpose in a...

"You don´t know what you´re talking about", HR says as she moves the pawn forward, "I´m a grandmaster." "You´re a grandloser", I reply as I chuckle; that was a funny joke. "You always pick on girls?", she replies as I move my queen up two squares. "Only when they are cocky", I reply as she moves her rook. "Check", she replies as she turns her head to me and smiles. I slide my king over one...

I pause; this is DRA-MAT-IC af. "The world is watching." The writer pauses;  I didn´t know he had prose in him--mad prose to you, dude. I take a sip of coffee; I set the taza down. "So what I´m saying", I continue as I recline in the chair at the cafe by the beach, "is that watching you is like watching a pendulum--swinging back and forth between extremes.  As long, as I don´t attach, and...

I take off my glasses; why does this dude keep talking? "And", I reply as I pick up my taza and recline in my cafe at the cafe, "who is that?" The writer pauses; he hasn´t seen the botanical garden at Amistoso Park? "He´s the architect that designed the wildlife sanctuary at the park on the outskirts of town. I mean...

Everything can change, today, by starting on THAT.

You're going to get 24 hours today

How will you use it? Do something that matters today, yo!