Tag: runaway

randomness

I’ve tried to let it go, but I can’t. Why the hell didn’t somebody tell the President that Washington was under attack the other day? I got chewed out once for not telling the wait staff of the restaurant where I was working that we were out of clam chowder. Imagine the Secret Service guys: […]

How I spent my summer vacation

Let’s see: Spent two hours at the muffler and brake place. With my kids. Learned that I have what appears to be a cracked radiator. Didn’t get it repaired since I’m broke. Bought shoes. Returned shoes that were too small. Bought other shoes. Mailed boxes at the post office. Paid bills. Just about melted when […]