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Well, Gator baseball season is underway again, and a 3-0 start against *anybody* has to be seen as positive.

The crazy weather is bound to affect play, though. Last Saturday I got sunburned arms, by Wednesday evening it should be in the 30s– or lower. Tough for any team to cope with, says I.

Speaking of coping, I bought a four-dollar Coke at the game Saturday, drank about a third of it, then found it could be used to attract and collect gnats from as far away as Trenton.

C’mon, guys. We *know* the ticket prices are going to soar at the first excuse, and concession prices have always been a good source of abusive humor. But a four-dollar coke ought to come with a lid, at least.

Since realizing that “cinnamon” could be rhymed with “minimum”, imagining a non-cheesy usage has occupied all my thoughts.

I am a man obsessed.

I’ve developed a bad habit over the last week or so. I’ve started inserting the word “vista” in statements that normally call for the “S”-word.

So far, though, no one has failed to “get it”.

What exactly is “laser hair”, anyway? Some throwback to the late ’80s and shoulder pads and mullets?

That would explain why are people so desperate to have it removed, anyway…

I think that, in keeping with various “Truth in Advertising” laws, the Gainesville alleged bus schedule needs liberally repeated applications of the word “alleged”.

At a minimum, for every ten minutes a bus is late for a stop, an RTS employee should roll a tumbleweed by, purely for entertainment value.

Any driver arriving more than five minutes early for a stop should be taken out and flogged until the posted time arrives, which should solve that problem rather promptly.

Obama and Hillary did something remarkable last night.

They single-handedly made Britney Spears’ latest peccadillo seem interesting by comparison.

Seriously now. If the media has no liberal bias, why are the Democrat front-runners getting so much media time and coverage?

My sweetie and I were napping on her couch the other afternoon, after which she informed me in no uncertain terms that I snore.

I told her that those were “man purrs” and that she should cherish them, as they were proof that she made me happy.

I think communication is a cornerstone of a successful relationship, and as soon as I get these sofa cushions dislodged, we’re going to finish that last conversation.