Any kind of goals, apparently.
Preferably ones that make you feel as if you might be drawing your last breath any minute. Physical pain equals virtue in Lou's world.
I do, however, like this one: "The problem with having a sense of humor is often that people you use it on aren't in a very good mood."
That's right up my alley. If I planned on having a headstone, I think I might want that on there.
Lou's famous, so everybody wants to know what pearls have dropped from his lips. I'm not famous. I used to be notorious, but that was then. Now I'm an overweight late middle-age woman who can make a double entendre out of almost anything, laughs too loud, reads and knits. In conversation I swear a lot, and that surprises people because I don't look like a person who would know all those words, never mind be able to use them with such expertise. I think all that makes me as interesting as Lou Holtz, so I'm going to share some recurring thoughts of my own. Once they're written down, I can call them Quotations by Junie Moon.
Maybe they will resonate with you. Let me know.
When all a person has before him is a bunch of bad choices, he can't be blamed for making a bad choice.
Faking gaiety/happiness/interest is tiresome for me. To tell you the truth, I'm not all that interested in lots of stuff that other people talk about. I listen to people talk about nothing . . . the former pastor of the church, the current pastor, whose volunteer fireman cousin had a wheel fall off his car while he was on the way to firehouse for a call ("Oh, no. He wasn't hurt. He hadda call Roosevelts to tow him outta the ditch but there's no damage done.") . . . all day long. It's taken me a long time to realize that I can sit quietly and not participate, much less cheer-lead. It's much less stressful for me.
If I'm tired, I've decided that it's not only okay, but even advisable, to sleep.
My cell phone is for my convenience, not the convenience of others. I keep it turned off most of the time.
Nothing comes to mind that needs to be all or nothing. I can clean the bathroom sink and not the tub, I can knit two rows instead of fifty at a sitting.
People who live in warm climates should not opine in a ridiculing manner about wind chill information in weather reports.
When your daily temperature, averaged over the entire year, is 73.3F, and the "feels like" average runs warmer than that, you don't know from wind chill. When you live on top of a hill in between the Catskill mountains and the Adirondack mountains, and the hundred foot walk from house to barn on a windless day is long enough that your eyelids freeze open and with wind, you grow icicles in the scarf over your mouth . . . then you can tell me about wind chill.