One of the cool things about fingernails… they grow. Evidence of this phenomenon can be had by cutting a notch in the nail with an ordinary pair of household scissors. You can kill two birds with one stone by using the scissors to trim unsightly cuticles. Simply open the scissors and use the leading edge of the scissor blade as a makeshift knife. In most cases the blade is not sharp enough…
On different days I see different things. Mostly I just see grass, trees, seas and sky. Other times I see what I want to see, like a cold front blowing through… on a rainy day in July. Worst of all is when a dark mood sees what I don’t; a small piece of a small bridge with few cars carrying few people… whom I can’t begin to comprehend… which is a small piece of a…
I’m in the midst of an incredibly painfull software upgrade. A month’s worth of contemplation has not eased the process one bit.
We’ll be back as soon as I can fetch approximately 1000 entries (by the grace of my callused finger tips) from my backups.
(I didn’t have the patience to run this through a spell checker… so you’ll just have to live with 5th grade…
There is a cynical side to sports that would be wide enough to orbit a small moon through. It is this ugly side which has a ready answer to a professional athlete’s sudden meteoric rise in production, “It’s a contract year.” The meaning behind this phrase is simple – the player is auditioning for his next contract, because the current one will be over sooner than you…
It’s like the 70’s all over again. Despite the rising cost of gasoline, the cash cow of the automobile industry is BIG. That’s right, BIG is in; and nowhere is that more apparent than the new Ford F-150, a giant phallus on wheels. The enormous size of the new model didn’t hit me until I saw it next to the old one in traffic. You’d swear the old model just got back…
I’ve used this space to cover all sorts of behaviors I deem inappropriate for the throne room. Most recently I’ve voiced my disappointment with my lavatory cohorts over their cell phone use in the adjacent stall.
Today the phone rang next door… then stopped. There was a 30 second pause, followed by a strange sound. If a mouse could play the drums, and that drum playing mouse was…
Peer pressure strikes again. If you felt reality shift around you this morning, it may be my fault. You see, for the first time in my adult life I have gambled away some of my hard earned money. A group of my coworkers did what three days in Sin City could not, they convinced me to put some money where the odd’s aren’t. I put some money towards Florida’s voluntary tax, a.k.a.