A Short Blog To Wet Your Thanksgiving Palate...

It's been a while, and the last time I blogged I had to spar with Thomas, so I'm just going to say it's Thanksgiving, can't we all just get along? So here's a short blog:


Last weekend there was a shooting in downtown. Apparently some lunatic is riding around with an assault rifle in his car. He killed one person and injured at least three others (the news gives conflicting reports and I'm far to lazy to sort that out). To echo the thoughts of a co-worker of mine, what ever happened to hand guns?! Wait, scratch that. Whatever happened to a good ole' fashioned beat down? Or claw hammers. An AK-47? Now that's just uncalled for, and downright cowardly. To the shooter, I advise you to grow a couple. Seriously.

Yesterday Australian swimming superstar, Ian Thorpe, decided to peace out on swimming at the ripe old age of 24. I am the only person outside of kangaroo country who cares. Who am I supposed to make fun of during the 2008 Summer Olympics? I mean, Michael Phelps DUI was too long ago to bring back up and provides only minimal amusement anyways. The swimming community may lament the loss of a great competitor, I lament the loss of such a ridiculous nickname like "Thorpedo" and all the bad puns that go with it.

Happy Thanksgiving!