Running is the Great Satan


Did a 5 km run/walk with my wife today.  Beautiful blue skies, sunshine galore, a light breeze and suffering.  Oh my, the suffering.  People do this for fun?  Masochists!  The burning lungs, aching knees and shin splints - proof there is a Devil.  How to purge the Great Satan's effects?  Prayer?  LOL!  Holy water?  No.  Ibuprofen?  Hell yes!  Fire water?  Hmmm.  This has merit...

It's Coming

I've pretty much reached the end of the road with the way things are.  Something is going to change, and soon.  Today I heard my co-workers joking about BAs who don't know the business.  "About as useful as an ashtray on a motorbike!", said one.  "As useful as a chocolate fireguard!", quoth another.  "I resemble that remark!", thought I. 

Oy.