the fat man is down the road
I ran 5K this morning. And I didn’t croak. (I know it isn’t far, but the last time I ran 5K was over three weeks ago, as I’ve been nursing hurt legs and bruised ego)
Month: April 2008
If it swims like a duck
More hand wringing, perhaps, but this is one of those things that constantly bugs me and I can do absolutely nothing about it. So in order to let you glimpse another bit of my neurosis, I give you: Our Arctic ice is melting. There, I said it. I’m surrounded by people that insist there is […]
If it quacks like a duck
I don’t know why, but this disturbs me greatly. (and take “disturb” with a grain of salt, because some wierd shit gets under my skin and sorta festers there, but that’s how I feel at the moment) To summarize the article (and in case the link goes dead), Sam’s Club, part of Wal-Mart, the biggest […]