“It’s a modified 1924 Allis-Chalmers,” she explained as the Vulcan’s eyes drifted ever so slightly to the dual temperature gauges.
“I should step out during the next solo jam and adjust the thermostat,” he mused to himself. 124 more words
So I’ll admit, I have a crush on Chris Pine, but it’s different this time. If my family and friends were reading this, they would say, “We know, when don’t you have a crush on a celebrity?” And there is no way I can rebut that statement, because I am known to get teenage-girl-obsessed when I set my eyes on a celebrity. 434 more words
Much of our foreign policy is driven by fear–fear that if we don’t act, whether in the Middle East or Africa or elsewhere–the bad people there will thrive, after which they’ll come for us in the good old USA. 464 more words