Well, another year has come and gone.  Those who know me understand that I really couldn’t care less.  To me, New Year’s Day is just another day on my calendar.  Well, that’s not entirely true.  My calendar tells me that today is the day that I’m supposed to change my contacts.  Time to go to the eye doctor!  I’ll just call and schedule an appointment… CRAP!  It’s a holiday.  Nobody is there...

This completely made my day.

Ever since I was a kid, I’ve enjoyed comic books.  In between the times that I’d get to find out what happened in the newest issue of  GI Joe,  Batman, or Superman, I’d supplement my love for comics by reading the Sunday comics.  I would even choose which newspaper to get based solely on which comics they printed. Now that I’m older and have children of my own, I still enjoy reading the Sunday comics.  I’m...

…and I couldn’t care less.  I have never understood the fascination that people have with turning the page on a calendar.  Well, I can understand it if they have a really cool calendar like Dilbert or The Art of Star Wars.  Still though, even the presence of a cool calendar doesn’t excuse the “festivities” that take place with the coming of a new year.  Standing outside in the cold and counting backwards...

I’m a huge fan of Airborne. They are Alka-Seltzer like tablets that you drop into water and then drink the resulting cloudy, bubbly water that results. They are great for when you feel like you are getting sick. We go through a lot of them in our house. I wasn’t going to post anything else today but came across this blog by Dilbert author, Scott Adams. In it, he recounts his experience chewing what I assume to be an Airborne...