How come whenever the counter of my lifespan is about to tickover yet another digit my knees decide to crumble sympathetically? Currently I am attempting to coach 15 highly energetic 13 year old girls who wonder as to why my knees sound like a bowl of Rice Krispies when I squat down. It's not right, I should not have to explain the ravages of old ( Read more... )

"I've had better days." This statement of itself brings serious doubt to the credibility of English as an efficient medium for effective communication. I mean if we break it down the day could have been a bronze medal winner (which according to NBC and their Olympic coverage would mean a lot of digging into one's personal life to discover the many ( Read more... )

Strange day, but then that is not unusual. In fact I believe that a string of two or three plainly ordinary days without an injection of weirdness would probably confuse the heck out of me. So the all wise and mostly all knowing Smith dropped in for a visit to celebrate the 10 year anniversary of our trip to Europe. And so here are the long ( Read more... )

My life is currently a series of events that can be best described as appeasement. As most people know appeasement was the policy of Britain toward Hitler before WWII. It was done because nobody wanted another war, nobody wanted more death and mayhem, and most of all nobody had the bus fare to ship a large army to the nearest battlefield. Currently ( Read more... )

And so the 3am hour rolls around and I am awake and coughing. When I find the bastard that gave me the flu, I am going to sit them down and force them to watch Battlefield Earth and Gigli in one evening. Not being a religious type I need to pose a question to anyone who believes in any deities, major or minor. If, when buying a paper, the girl ( Read more... )