apropos of anything

I picked them up this afternoon. My new glasses.
It’s different.
I haven’t worn glasses since I got my first pair of contacts in the tenth grade. The change is… disconcerting. I miss my peripheral vision. Also, I’m having some problems, like stumbling down the stairs because I didn’t (couldn’t) see that I’d already gone as far [...]

Some days you oversleep and narrowly avoid missing a deadline with a tough client and there’s a hurricane and you have to go to the store in the pouring rain to buy milk and some ingredients for the dinner you’ll be eating sometime around nine-thirty.
And some days you come home a little early because traffic [...]

Long time, no post. Well, except for the one I deleted because I felt like it. (More on that in a moment.) It’s just that not much has happened, exactly, but I do have a few quick items for you:
Let’s start with the Saddest, Most Pathetic Thing EVER: At lunch today, Ken was talking about [...]

It seems the Lord has given up on the mysterious ways and now speaketh via enormous vaulted signs, at least on GA 316 from Atlanta to Athens. He’s awfully informal and terribly lax on the capitalization. “Don’t make me come down there,” says the billboard. You’d think grammar wouldn’t be a problem for the Almighty.
Further [...]

You’ll never guess what I did today.
I went to a rally (you might even call it a pep rally) at Centennial Olympic Park to support the bid to get the NASCAR Hall of Fame built in Atlanta instead of Charlotte.
Yes, yes, I did. It was not by choice, but I did go.

Tony Stewart’s Home Depot [...]

Empirical evidence from the last few months leads me to believe that my body responds to lack of sleep by expunging all the contents of my stomach in a violent and frequent manner. It may actually explain part of why I was sick at the end of my hajj trip; I didn’t exactly get much [...]

Imagine, if you will, being in the men’s room at a Wendy’s somewhere between West Palm Beach and Atlanta. You’re… taking care of business when in walks an unaccompanied four-year old who appears to be scouting the stalls. You watch as he looks around for something neither of you see.
Then someone wearing a Wendy’s [...]

…but at least they’ll think it’s extremely funny:

I had to resize the image to fit, so click on it if you want the original one. And in case you can’t decipher the text, W. is reading Successful War on Iraq for Dummies by G. Bush Sr…. although I’m not entirely sure what the brooms from [...]

At first, I thought all of the cucumber-milk mixture that was the beginnings of my soup would fit into my food processor. I was in the midst of congratulating myself on managing to move the entire contents of my saucepan into the bowl of the food processor without splattering or spilling — a heretofore unmanageable [...]

I’m delighted to see we have such informed, compassionate people, who have nothing but respect for faiths other than their own, running our country.