Unfortunately, we live in a world – and maybe this is just in America – that seems to be transforming into one where most everything we do is questioned. Motivations are being scrutinized; reasons are being critiqued. It’s gotten so bad that it’s not so much that people do the right thing but rather the…
The rules are simple: eat a 3-pound hamburger and a pound of french fries in under 60 minutes.
If successful, the participant receives “2 free meals towards futures visits, 1 free t-shirt stating your victory, and undeniable respect from friends, family and colleagues alike”.
If unsuccessful, the participant is out $19.99 (plus tax) and must face a lifetime of shame from those same “friends, family and colleagues alike”.
There’s a saying that when you’ve seen one autistic child, you’ve seen, well, one autistic child. Meaning that no two kids on the autism spectrum are exactly alike. Each child has their own quirks and struggles and trying to find the apples-to-apples comparison is nearly impossible. And if you look at the autism spectrum, itself,…
As some of you know, I often take my 4-yr. old Terror Twins to McDonalds on the weekends. Not so much for the highly nutritious meals served at the Golden Arches, no, but rather to get them out of the house to burn off some of their excess energy in the playland area.
Last week I attended a funeral. Without providing too many details, let’s just say it was one of the most difficult things I’ve ever had to witness. She was my grand-niece. She was the daughter of my nephew. Her name was Savannah. She was just six years old.
Awhile ago I posted a picture of someone’s license plate that caused me to rant about ‘text-speak’. Not today. Today, I post a picture of someone’s license plate for the pure enjoyment of it. The wife says I might be going to hell for laughing at things like this, but as Larry the Cable guy…