There’s an awful lot to be said for a good cliche’….  in a pinch…. they always come through.

Make no bones about it.  I normally keep my nose to the grindstone.   But cliche’s can make you as happy as a clam.

Yes, it is probably because every dog has his day.  But there could be a change of heart.   To make a long story short….
if you feel you are at wit’s end, get a hold of yourself. You don’t want to lose your marbles. Otherwise, you may find you are between a rock and a hard place.

As they say… the wheel is turning but the hamster is dead.

But don’t be as thick as a brick. We all know….there’s more than one way to kill a cat than to drown it in cream.

Oh…. what do I know. Foolish me.
I’ve always got my head in the clouds…..

“But the fool on the hill,
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning ’round.

Well on the way,
Head in a cloud,
The man of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him,
or the sound he appears to make,
and he never seems to notice…

But the fool on the hill……”

-Beatles