One Way to be Badass



Is to somehow be present for a whole string of songs that are amazing, one of which was "Where Is My Mind?" by the folks above.

(Which brings up the fact that another way to be badass is to start a song's vocals with "woooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!")

This morning, I had a better idea for what this post would be about, but it slipped from my consciousness with the day's labors.

Another way to be badass is to own, and wear, a pair of smart black boots.

{One way to not be badass is to send an email to a man you haven't spoken to in some time, and feel bold and daring up until the instant you pull that "send" button trigger and it flies off into cyberspace, into that swamp of love, and you just hope your little crawdad trap of 25 words or less will pull in something nourishing.}

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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are. e. e. cummings

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Lance Manion said…
Another way to be badass is to beat a grizzly bear to death using your own genitalia. I have vowed to do this before I die.
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