seriously

the eyes are the window to the soul.  why do i want to see into someone else's soul?  isn't that messy?  i mean seriously. better yet,  the window is the window to voyeurism.    who doesn't look into windows when they have an opportunity.  i'm always looking for a great paint color, and wondering what kind of furniture people have.

life is like a bowl of cherries.  cherries?  i have a problem with this.  i need to know what kind of cherries i am dealing with here.  preferably bing.  with stems.  it isn't fun to eat cherries unless they are on a stem and you are outside and can freely spit the seeds into the street.

you can't judge a book by it's cover.  yeah.  whatever.  yes you can.  and everyone does, and they even take it a step further and judge it by the paper quality, the font used, the smell of the ink and whether or not there are pictures.  put the book back if it does not meet standards.

just because there's snow on the roof don't mean there's no fire in the furnace.  true.  and it also means you have excellent insulation and a low gas bill.  good for you.  or that you keep the thermostat strictly on 55.  burr.