Am I the only one
who finds the Bulls-eye.com advertisement as a site sponsor just a tad offensive?
Maybe it’s just because they don’t have any buff men in the ad.
who finds the Bulls-eye.com advertisement as a site sponsor just a tad offensive?
Maybe it’s just because they don’t have any buff men in the ad.
Those of you so inclined, send a prayer or a condolence card to the manager of my apartment complex. She just sat through fifteen minutes of me ranting about last night. It wasn’t her fault, it was beyond her control, she apologized beautifully and promised me reimbursement for my flowers, and I was still so…
I spend a fair amount of time outside the main building where I work, walking from point A to point B and then back again. My main route takes me up a steep concrete ramp about forty feet in length. The ramp isn’t cleared of snow when the rest of the plant is cleaned up…
“The first of April is the day we remember what we are the other 364 days of the year.” – American humorist Mark Twain And Lord, what fools we mortals be! So far, there have been two successful April’s Fool’s jokes played on me. The first was to wake up to find my car covered…
sigh The Amphibian apparently needs a major attitude adjustment. First of all, this is the week I was supposed to be on vacation. In case anyone has failed to notice, I am not on vacation. I am not on vacation because my government counterpart is on vacation. I can’t take vacation when he takes vacation….
I got an interesting note yesterday from the virtual/real-life friend who spotted my diary over here. He believed I had started a new diary over here and wanted to know if I’d let him read it. As some of you may recall, his discovery of my diary over here on DD was what prompted me…
The Professor is a funny mix of experience and lack thereof. He’s lived and studied abroad, he’s got an advanced degree in mathematics, he’s well into writing a six volume science fiction series, and he didn’t know that those whirly-gig seeds that come from maple trees, sycamores, ash and the like are called “keys”. He’s…