stuckincincy

I wage a private little war against cell phone drivers. Like most people, as I slow for a stoplight ahead, I take a glance in the rear view mirror to see if somebody is going to cause a problem. If there is a yakker behind me, when the light changes, I creep forward very slowly so as to aggravate them. Petty? - yes. Satisfying? - yes!

Have they threatened to secede yet?

Please diagram that sentence.

Hmm...I'm off by a factor of 10. That should qualify me for a job as a Congressional staffer.

Do they test coaches? Jauron and Mike Shanahan always look stoned, to me.

I think you are right. I seem to recall it being over 7K per week, minimum.

The Three Billy Goats Gruff....I wonder if kids (ha ha ha) are still told that tale?

Years ago, my wife invited a co-worker for supper. I made BBQ ribs. This person ate them with knife and fork. It was fascinating.

According to strict etiquette, asparagus clouds are to be eaten with the fingers.

Good for you. Epiphanies happen...

For your enjoyment! The comic strip, Agnes: http://www.arcamax.com/agnes/s-561683-268878

Two halves of the same peanut?

The Arby's on Delaware close to the Mount and the cemetaries sold hot cider with a cinnamon stick in the winter months. That was back when Arby's used beef roasts, not today's processed loaf.

Good vodka, bad vodka, flavored vodka. Vodka is there to get you drunk. Been there... Some sip it. Cheap or expensive stuff. In my experience, most neat vodka goes down the hatch pretty quickly. It's also a popular final drink of choice for those who are close to dying from long alcohol use. I've seen it happen many a time. Along with the thought that it can't be smelled on the breath. If I put my mind to it, I bet I could recall at least 10 souls who planted themselves that way. Three that I knew for a long time, that were decent folk with loved ones, but climbed into the bottle and that was that. So sad..

Already fettered, eh?

No. But if I were Marshall, I'd like to move to another jursidiction...

Yep...good topic, Sage.

Yeah. He should fit right in as a Bills' CB...10 yards off the LOS, waiting for even deeper safety support, chasing a receiver with his wheels already moving or deking, and occasionally getting to the catcher in time. Now and then, correctly guessing that it's one of those run plays and getting the stop 5 yards downfield. Jump a route near the LOS. At least take a chance once in a while.

Bring back the bump and run, the head slap, the crackback block, take away the face guards and the padding. Let the elbow smash return. Deliver a knee to the head. Bring the two goalpost pipes back to the goal line. Toss out roughing-the-passer penalties. Your point fails - you cannot toss away the differences. Much as you seem to want to do so. Blah, blah...

'54 Chevrolet 2-door, 3-speed column shifter six. Power nothing, including brakes and steering. Great headroom...Max Headroom. Nice-sized trunk.

I suppose there can be objection in some sort of an academic sense. 4 straight SB losses...case closed. No wins - no pets and strokes...

I think they have been bought and sold so many times, they are just a bunch of independents that pay some sort of logo and marketing fee. The local crook that owned stores bugged out of SW Ohio several years ago, locking up doors under the cover of darkness and stiffing the employees out of their pay. If I came across one while traveling, I wouldn't ever consider going into one.

What about "quality time"?