I love it when I see film reels of people untangling little penguins all the way up to whales from fishermen’s netting.
I am a fish lover, but I will stop cold turkey if it will get you dumbasses to quit using the ocean like your personal garbage dump.
I hate that.
I love it when I either prepare myself, or am served, a perfect souffle.
My mentor set me up a station to prepare and plate the perfect souffle.
He kept me there for six hours.
I hated that, but I loved the skill I learned.
I love an unexpectedly good movie that builds up to a great ending and then…falls flat on its place, leaving the viewers puzzled and feeling robbed of the time they spent watching the buildup.
I hate that.
I used to love it when I took that first gulp of ice cold beer, chasing down a velvety smooth double jolt of Canadian whiskey. That bite at the back of your throat.
But I hated waking up in strange places with no idea as to how I got there.
I am not one-hundred percent, but I think that definitely shows a certain lack of control.
After watching Criminal Minds I counted twenty different ways I could have been killed, maimed, or worse back when I was Mr. hippie and my peace, love, dove naivete..
And that was just in the first episode.
Dangerous world in which we live.
I love that there are two genders on this planet.
I am happy with God’s work, so I never saw any reasons to alter it.
I hate that the subject has become one of hate itself.
I admit it; I don’t understand it.
But I don’t hate things I don’t understand.
That would be just plain ignorant.
I love to see youngsters playing outside.
I hate that outside play has been replaced by bandwidth.
I love sports and competition, but I hate the controversy that gender identification has brought into the arena.
I love dogs way more than I love humans, and I hate that there are still puppy mills and dogfighting going on. If we win the lottery, we will give most of it away to elect politicians who will give animal abusers the same penalties as if they were human.
I really love the smell of sizzling bacon cooked over a wood fire in the forest, but I hate the human swine that leave their trash wherever they go.
I love the sweet smell of certain types of tobacco smoked from a pipe, but I hate every other type.
I love the holiday season as it approaches, but I hate that there are some people who will have very little to celebrate with.
I used to love the side effects of snorting strong cocaine, but I hated waking up with a nose full of crystal stalagmites and stalactites.
I love the way people pull together during disasters, but I hate that it takes a disaster to accomplish that.
Stay well.
