Archive for September, 2009
I live in fear of bikers and boarders on campus. When I hear clack-clack clack-clack — the telltale sign of longboarders approaching from behind me — I tense up, waiting for them to hit me. It’s worse when a silent bicyclist passes me, mere inches away, and I start to consider what would have happened […]
You’ve just got to wonder what people use that gray matter in their heads for sometimes. Check out this story about the rude waiter and what he had printed on a family’s restaurant bill about their two year old daughter, Molly. Egads!