The look on your face when your tummy hurt really bad and the docs say they’d have to operate! #minion #pain #shock #operation #surgery #blekh
When the #night has come / And the land is #dark / And the #moon is the only #light … #photography #skyafterrain #fullmoon #beauty
The detective got up, opened a file drawer, and pulled out a folder.
Sitting back down, he opened it, pulled out a picture, and said, “To be a detective, you have to be able to detect. You must be able to notice things such as distinguishing features and oddities like scars and so forth.”
So he stuck the photo in the face of the first blonde and withdrew it after about two seconds. “Now,” he said, “did you notice any distinguishing features about this man?”
The blonde immediately said, “Yes, I did. He has only one eye!”
The detective shook his head and said, “Of course he has only one eye in this picture! It’s a side profile of his face! You’re dismissed!”
The first blonde hung her head and walked out of the office.
The detective then turned to the second blonde, stuck the photo in her face for two seconds, pulled it back, and said,”What about you? Notice anything unusual or Outstanding about this man?”
The detective put his head in his hands and exclaimed, “Didn’t you hear what I just told the other lady? This is side picture profile of the man’s face! Of course you can only see one ear! You’re excused too!”
It does not require many words o speak the truth.– Chief Joseph
A ceramics teacher announced on opening day that he was dividing the class into two groups. All those on the left side of the studio, he said, would be graded solely on the quantity of work they produced, all those on the right solely on its quality.
His procedure was simple: on the final day of class he would bring in his bathroom scales and weigh the work of the “quantity” group: fifty pound of pots rated an “A”, forty pounds a “B”, and so on. Those being graded on “quality”, however, needed to produce only one pot — albeit a perfect one — to get an “A”.
Well, came grading time and a curious fact emerged: the works of highest quality were all produced by the group being graded for quantity.
It seems that while the “quantity” group was busily churning out piles of work — and learning from their mistakes — the “quality” group had sat theorizing about perfection, and in the end had little more to show for their efforts than grandiose theories and a pile of dead clay.– (via jacob)
(Source: superamit)Via Jacob Bijani
They deem me mad because I will not sell my days for gold; and I deem them mad because they think my days have a price.– Kahlil Gibran (via @Shaistajafri)