Monthly Archives: August 2010
We’re watching a Spencer Tracy-Katharine Hepburn movie. His name in the movie is Pat. He’s no Pat, Mo says. He’s a Robert. I’m thinking either one is better than Spencer.
It’s almost 3:30 a.m. I am stuck in fourth gear. At midnight I was drinking industrial strength coffee. A guy named Marshall on our desk is the king of making coffee. His secret appears to be not adding much water. … Continue reading
What would happen if you accidentally poured a diet Coke into the toaster? Update: As I was pondering this, Mo just yelled from the kitchen, “DID YOU POUR COFFEE IN THE TOASTER?” Of course not, I was able to reply … Continue reading
Statistically speaking, what are the odds that the incredibly loud woman who always had the treadmill next to me at the Ahwatukee Y could have also moved to Texas, joined my gym and found her way to the TM next … Continue reading