No Pain, No Gain!
That's a silly slogan.
My motto is:
Hey. No pain!"
A humorous view of politics, religion, human behavior, and insights toward everyday happenings by a single guy living in downtown Chicago.
After posting my recent First Grade account regarding the potato fiasco with the notorious Mrs. Wells, I did what we all do with significant figures from our past . . . . I googled the dear old lady.
Okay. This blog isn't about ME enough. Me. Me. Me.
I'm an extremely fortunate guy in that my apartment is a mere ten blocks from my workplace, both of which are in downtown Chicago. If I'm particularly bushy-tailed and haven't hit the snooze button too many times, I'll walk to work. (Ten blocks in Chicago is exactly one mile). If it's a Saturday or Sunday when there's little downtown traffic and no rain in the forecast, I'll ride my bike.
A published version of my article can be found at: http://www.pugbus.net/artman/publish/08202006_11_santorum.shtml
I'm sure Galileo would concur.
"It tastes just like chicken!" That's what Texan folks will often tell you about fried rattlesnake. I tried it once back when I lived in Texas and I can honestly say that it does not taste like chicken.
I just read today where two high school football players (one was the star quarterback) in Ohio had been pulling a prank where they attached a fake deer to a trailer, pulled it across a road at night, causing cars to swerve out of the way.
A published version of my article can be found at http://www.pugbus.net/artman/publish/20060814_22_cruiseprobe.shtml
I just read where there are a bunch of protesters in front of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, hoping to get the rock group, Kiss, inducted. Remember Kiss? I sure do. I totally support this endeavor.
That's what I often want to say to some of my clients at work.
Across the street from my apartment building is a construction site where a new eighty-one story luxury condo/hotel is going up.
Recently, I decided to look into being a Big Brother. I figured that since I don't have any kids to whom I can pass on my wealth of life experiences, I should find another way to inflict my views upon our youth. (Just like most parents do). Besides, it would be cool to have someone to ride roller coasters with.