Before this weekend I had never subjected myself to the pleasure of facing a baseball hurtling in my general direction within the confines of a chain link “cage.” It turns out that this pleasure can be had for only $1.50. That $1.50 gets you twenty pitches. That is twenty opportunities to humiliate yourself in front of strangers, family and friends alike. That is less than eight cents…
It seems like some issues are never easy, particularly when your health – or someone you love – is in question. With the explosion in pharmaceutical profits, as well as the use of both prescription and over the counter medication, we’ve seen a bit of a backlash against lawful drug use. There is a growing sense that we are too quick to medicate ourselves, seeking a fast fix for…
That mild, sick feeling in the pit of your stomach? Those mild tremors that resemble cold weather shivers? The feeling that your heart is racing out of control? That’s called anxiety.
The hockey game tonight? That’s called game seven.
From the Office of Handicapping and Prognostication; here are a few predictions for tonight’s game,
1. If the Lightning loose tonight, they will…
1. Always choose fruit flavoring that is dark in color and full in flavor – preferably sweet, not bitter.
2. Don’t give the “live and active cultures” any extra time to culture.
3. Cold is good, warm is a trip to the ER.
4. Yogurt and fried foods don’t mix.
5. Pick an appropriate beverage to wash it down; preferably something not overly sweet. And for heaven’s…
About fifteen minutes ago the sax music got more cheerful. About ten minutes ago it became apparent that the sax man was no longer alone. I peered out my third floor window and I saw something that was only slightly less unlikely than a man panhandling: two people from another department getting married. It turns out the basket was for wedding gifts, not donations for the sax man.
Riding into work…
My office is in the very back of our office complex. My office window does not face any of the other buildings. There is one, mostly deserted sidewalk, between my office and Tampa Bay.
Can someone tell me why there is a man with an empty wicker basket, playing saxophone outside my office window?
He’s really quite good; but since there is an empty training suite below me, many of my…
You own a bicycle. You ride and maintain it yourself for fourteen years. One day you ride to work and discover a problem. You put a band-aid on it and let it go at that. A week later you find another problem and you apply another band-aid. This goes on for two months, and you finally decide that you just don’t want to deal with it all yourself right now. You take your bike to the shop for…