Again, we pause to contemplate the unexpected, yet questionable, wisdom – and humor – of the lowly bumper sticker.  I offer this sampling for your amusement:

Life would be much easier if we came with easy chairs. Birth would not.

Age brings wisdom.  Or age shows up alone.  You never know.

Never knock on Death’s door. Ring the bell and run, he hates that.

Without ME, it’s just AWESO.

If going to church makes you a Christian, does going into a garage make you a car?

I found Jesus – he was behind the sofa all the time.

I poke badgers with spoons.

On the other hand, you have different fingers.

Can you think on your own or do you need the media to think for you?

Don’t get even – get odd.

Love is for the courageous.

Guns don’t kill people – gaping holes in vital organs do.

If you believe you can tell me what to think, I believe I can tell you where to go.

I’m an agnostic dyslexic insomniac who lies awake all night wondering if there really is a dog.

My idea of a White Christmas is a White Sand Beach.

Look! A Distraction!

Can’t sleep – clowns will eat me.

Life is too complicated in the morning.

Art is everywhere.

Never leap the chasm in two bounds.

People don’t change, they just reveal themselves.

Do you live by fear or by passion?

Remember who you wanted to be.

I am homesick for places I have never been.

The idea is to die young as late as possible.