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So,I have now been on Myspace for a couple weeks seem settled in. I think I am denying more friend "requests" than accepting. Since I am using that as my personal place amongst other
sites, I guess I am fussy who is on my "list".

Then I find myself accepting people, and then deleting them off in a week or so. I mean, if ya aren't gonna talk to me why the heck should I have to stare at your picture every time I log in? I dunno, just my thoughts on that.
I see some people have 40+... Read More

ICE Campaign - "In Case of Emergency"

We all carry our mobile phones with names & numbers stored in its memory

but nobody, other than ourselves, knows which of these numbers belong to our closest family or friends.

If we were to be involved in an accident or were taken ill, the people attending us would have our mobile phone but wouldn't know who to call. Yes, there are hundreds of numbers stored but which one is the contact person in case of an emergency?

Hen... Read More

Me: Which way should we go?
Ali: Let me check the map.
(Older male
jogger appears on the trail.)
Me: Excuse me. Which trail leads back to
the trailhead?
Him: Heh. You ever seen Deliverance?
Me: Yes.

Him: "You're a long ways from home son."
Me: Huh.
Him: I'm thinking
of that toothless guy.
(Ali and I exchange glances.)
Me: Do you
know which way leads to the trailhead?
Him: Yep. You take the trail on the
left, cros... Read More

A while ago, Paul Ford did a piece on Sex in the City for The Morning News. It was funny. Observe:

"I prefer to imagine the show as a black-box play from the 1970s with Beckettian overtones, three women on an empty stage, looking at the audience, speaking in monotones:

1: I doubt I am fecund.
2: I have eaten so little.
3: Where are the men?
1: There are no men.
2: I will pay a woman $40 to caress and decorate my toes with varnish. I will wear shoes that cost more t... Read More

J: I've only ever gotten two tickets.
Me: Tell the speeding one.
J: It was bad.
Me: What were you doing?
J: I was going 92 in a 55.
R: Jesus.
J: And I talked back to the cop.
Me: Why?
J: He was just going on and on about how I could've killed someone. You know?
R: What did you say?
J: I said, "Just give me the ticket."
Me: Whoa.
J: I was in a hurry.
Me: Where were you going?
J: To yoga.... Read More

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