Archive for November, 2006

My Turkey Comes Later

Thursday, November 23rd, 2006

It’s Thanksgiving, and I am at work. I don’t mind.

South Florida is one of those areas where there is a good percentage of people who happen to not live near their families. My area attracts independents, people seeking adventure, and those of us who rabidly crave the sunshine (and of course, more than our fair [...]

Walking Wounded

Tuesday, November 21st, 2006

Check out the bruise I got on my arm during Saturday’s rugby match:

And that was taken today… uh, four days later. It was worse before.

That night, after the game, I was at a party. While taking a leak, I thought, “Man. My ass hurts.”

So I checked in the mirror… and found a cleat mark on [...]

Last To Have Heard, But Still…

Thursday, November 9th, 2006

“In our country, true teams rarely exist . . . social barriers and personal ambitions have reduced athletes to dissolute cliques or individuals thrown together for mutual profit . . . Yet these rugby players. with their muddied, cracked bodies, are struggling to hold onto a sense of humanity that we in America have lost [...]

It’s The Little Things

Monday, November 6th, 2006

This morning, I let scud drive off with my wallet in his glove box.

Normally, not a tragedy. However, I had an empty gas tank. Managed to scare up 2 bucks from the depths of my purse (of course, I didn’t realize I was walletless until I’d already pulled up to the pump). That should get [...]