Dr. Flo and the others made it home from their drive through the city just in time to hear the United States President give an unusual speech. Once the speech was over and the others had moved on to other pursuits, Zofia’s incessant curiosity got the best of her...
I walked into this car dealership and asked to speak with the man in charge. I was there on business and didn’t feel like entertaining a bunch of bull shit from the so-called gate keepers. I was there to get support for the Bright Futures Initiative. When asked to state the purpose of my visit, I responded...
“How about we table this for now?” Ice Pick suggested in a tone that everyone understood made the verbalization more of a demand than a request. “Welcome home, Zofia! What would you like for dinner?” Ice Pick said...
“…Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?' Actually, who are you not to be?...
