There she was, sitting at the office in the middle of the day. The boss was in one of his moods again, don’t even get her started on that. She was hiding behind her computer, waiting for him to just go away.
When the boss finally – finally – turned around and locked himself in his office, she lifted her keyboard to see the clipping again. There it was, the short story of the Boston Bruins’ hot new goalie.
I thought this was interesting.
Simply because it’s something I have suspected for a long time. I mean, when I was a kid and walked the ten miles to school, barefooted, in the snow, uphill both ways, those polar bears were always waiting for me somewhere, wanting to take my lunch, but I haven’t seen them for years.
In fact, not since our igloo melted back in the 1980s.
Here’s a quick interview with Team Finland head coach, Doug Shedden, off iihf.com.
And here’s wishing you Merry Xmas!
I was so bored today I had to call my Mom and tell her that I had nothing to do. As usual, she had a few suggestions. Mothers always do. Must be something they get at the maternity clinic when the father is in the parking lot, trying to find his car.
Here’s a special post for a special occasion. It’s my wife’s birthday, and I wanted to do something special. So, here’s the first ever RPodcast. It’s a short short story about a man, his job and a baby, with some autobiographical elements in it.
If you don’t want to listen to my reading of the piece, the entire text can be found after the jump. (But you’ll miss photos, some sound effects, and my lulling voice.)
Nausea invaded my stomach and my knees went weak. I could see Coach Williams walking towards me with his arms open wide.
“Holy shit, kid! I never thought I’d see this day,” he yelled. Coach Williams was a big man, and when he hugged me, you couldn’t basically see me at all. I simply disappeared in Coach’s embrace.
The key to being a grumpy old man is being completely self-centered and self-absorbed. If you have trouble getting into the zone, here’s your mantra: “The world is out to get me.” If that seems too grand, and not really you, try this one: “Whaddaya lookin’ at?”
Say that to the first person you meet today, and you can be sure you will instantly get into the right GOM frame of mind.
“Went to the gym last night, again.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah, I’ve found this new thing, I do fifteen minutes with the ergometer, feels awesome.”
Dear Country of Origin,
First of all, let me start by saying that I really, really care for you and you’ll always have a special place in my heart. I just feel that we’ve grown apart. Also, it’s not you, it’s me. I want to, no, I have to end this relationship because I love you too much. I don’t think you should be spending any more time with me, I am only holding you back.
Although, you were holding me back a little when you said I couldn’t see any other countries. Come on, what’s up with that? Just because you never want to go out anymore, doesn’t mean that I have to stay at home as well. I thought we had some trust between us. This is not what I had in mind when we agreed to have an open relationship. So what if I thought Italian food was the best in the world? Yeah, right, coffee, too. Oh, and ice cream. I just can’t lie to you anymore. I hate your meatballs.