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On The Early Show on CBS, there was a segment about the book, “Not Quite What I Was Planning: Six-Word Memoirs by Writers Famous and Obscure.” The book is a collection of six-word statements people made to sum up their lives. Here are some celebrity examples:

Joan Rivers wanted to do more than talk with hers: “Liars: hysterectomy didn’t improve sex life.”

And celebrity chef Mario Batali’s was steamy: “Brought it to a boil, often.”

After seeing this segment, I was inspired to come up with a six-word summary of my life, which is: Towel thrown in. God returned it.

Can you sum up your life in six words? If so, what are they?

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Honoring my past. Building my future.


Wow. How interesting. This came to mind for me: “Life is too short for apathy.” Or, perhaps more apropros: “Doing it my way. Damn it.”


I am a Southern Miss grad!


Wow, those are good ones. It’s not so hard once you start thinking about it.


Tripped and fell. Got back up.


ellen, I love that


waiting to be used by god


Thanks, Izzy. Cool thread, L.W. 🙂


Nice, skipp. 😉


Six? That’s a lot. “You Missed. Nyah Nyah! So There!”


I’ve TRIED; I’m TIRED; I’m RESTING!


“It’s a trick. Grab an axe.”


Fine – F#$%ing Insane Neurotic and Emotional!


Or on a more serious note… Thoroughly independent, humbly introspective and intelligent!


I, me, mine… I, me, mine… LOL 😉 Everybody now…


California girl loving life down South or It only gets better and better!


Sales, spreadsheets and computer troubles.


Helping people to help themselves, everyday.


You get one more word, iTodd. “Cats,” perhaps?


God first, family second, job third.


Life’s a B@#%h, then you die.


SafeCity way – let the rest burn!


“Jamming in the name of the Lawd.” Did anyone notice that William F. Buckley died today. Lucifer is washing and sharpening his eating utensils for the feast. Because I couldn’t stand Buckley and do not wish to let hate cause me to join him in hell some day, I’ll resist any glow or gladness about his departure. However, LW, doesn’t the good book say we’re supposed to be glad when people leave this world? No more troubles of this world!


BubbaT said, “Life’s a B@#%h, then you die.” No. Life’s a B@#%h, then you marry one. Whoops. That’s seven words. 🙂


Lady Havoc Really it’s Life’s a B@#%h then you marry one then you die then they go an bury you by her.


Ooo. That’s good. 🙂


“Jamming in the name of the Lawd.” That’s seven words, Ray. 😛 Did anyone notice that William F. Buckley died today. Lucifer is washing and sharpening his eating utensils for the feast. Because I couldn’t stand Buckley and do not wish to let hate cause me to join him in hell some day, I’ll resist any glow or gladness about his departure. However, LW, doesn’t the good book say we’re supposed to be glad when people leave this world? No more troubles of this world! No, I didn’t hear about him. Although I tend not to put people in hell since I don’t have that kind of authority, I do believe that immortality can be better than mortality if you play your cards right. Now back to your regularly scheduled program. 😀


Jamming for the Lawd.


Four words, Ray. How about, “Jamming for the Lawd, WOO HOO”?


I haven’t been able to count since John Garner taught me Algebra for 1 hour with me as the only student present. It occurred right before the X-mas Holidays. Everybody else had sense enough to leave college early but me. Like a fool, I showed up for class alone, and he obliged me for a whole mad as hell hour with teaching. I received the highest A in the class. I wanted to walk out but didn’t have the boys to do it.


“You are all worthless and weak” /s/ Douglas C. Niedermeyer


poor people are in the way-g w bush


ill knock your damn house down -frankie baby


change is all i think about -barack obama


I am not going to Alabama. — Alabama football coach Nick Saban


Six more words to describe me–I’m a whore for college football.


+peace, love, rock and roll forever+


“hell no I’m not telling her” /s/ Bill Clinton


“Read my lips no new taxes” /s/ Bush 41


“I’d apologize, but I’m still sober.”


“no do not dry clean that” /s/ Linda Tripp


And an apocryphal (six-word!) epitaph from a Georgia cemetery: “I told you I was sick!” I’m still mulling on my own, so the current version would be “Tom Head can’t write six words.” ;o)


Tom- I printed a photo of that epitaph years ago when I worked at a photolab- BTW- I’m the photog who did some photos for you a while back and have run into in Mcdades- small world


Jeez–VERY small world! I’m still using that photo! How you been, man?


busy as always- we need to do lunch sometime


We definitely do! And now that there’s a Basil’s around here, there’s no good excuse not to. You tried their turkey on cream cheese with red peppers? Good stuff.


Hope I made my mama proud.


Still breathing unwilling to die today.


you did what, where, to who? -mr. lewinsky


Just thought of another one: Loved by God, tolerated by humans.


Awesomeness. And we could borrow a turn of phrase from Weird Al: “This memoir’s just six words long.”


–Times have changed, times are strange — Ozzy Osbourne, Mama I’m Coming Home


Couldn’t agree more, Bourree’.


Wit and silence cannot be faked.


“Grab a brew. Don’t cost nothin’.” – Bluto


“I’m averting my eyes, Oh Lord.” — King Arthur “Well don’t …Now knock it off!” — God


I came, I saw, I ate.