Teach Your (Bloggers) Well

We all know how to do something well — write a post that teaches readers how to do something you know and/or love to do.

(I believe) I’m very good at being there for people when needed, otherwise minding my own business. And trust me, that is not something you can teach, unfortunately.

Going Gonzo

After a comfortable ride, with some bumps here and there, a little help of Nokia Maps, and spending much more money than I reasonably should, I reached the rendezvous point where a giant of man awaited. Also goes by a name and is called a friend, whom we call Bane. Or Panda. Depends on the mood.

Late in the evening, rides here and there. While we waited arrived another, and while we began to go round and round found another. Reached the place, filled brightly with magnificence. Whether it was the lights, lasses/lads (or both) or the food you were eying, there was something to do for all. 😉

Greeted by our man, whose brother and newly sister-in-law were actually the people of the evening, we took our seats, and began to eat. And more. While some more of us joined. Until came the time for the greet.

More clicks, more laughs and more input. Until the evening was done.

Much gonzo?

Mirror, Mirror

Look in the mirror. Does the person you see match the person you feel like on the inside? How much stock do you put in appearances?

Well, I usually don’t like what I see in the mirror but have learned to embrace and better it. Still learning.

As for the other question, somewhat but not too much.

And, just for your today’s learning (just in case if you didn’t know which can probably be the case), the original quote actually goes “Magic Mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?” Yeah, one of the most all time misquotes lines ever.

Just a lunch

It’s one of those winter afternoons which I like, not hot or cold, just pleasant.
I’m sitting with my meaty sandwich just the way I like it. Chicken, ham, pepperoni, eggs, and cheese.
My mouth was already watering when it was being made, and as I hastily unwrap it to eat it.
I take a bite. And another. I look around. Some people around.
Another bite.
I uploaded the picture I took on Instagram before the devouring began for the on-going #100happydays.
I look at the time, and tad reflect on my life.
By this time, the sandwich is over. Lunch is done.

Now it was time for desert.