This has to be the coldest summer I’ve ever experienced. As of June 15 we still haven’t turned on our air conditioning. Some people may like cool weather in June but it makes me want to bolt for cities like Houston or Phoenix. Even my kids are asking when we can go back to Arizona so they can swim. Even though the weather’s on the cool side, it is warm enough that I can run with Marathon Girl every Saturday morning.
They’ve won seven of their last eight games, but the Detroit Tigers still suck.
Does anyone have $3 million they can lend me? There’s a company I want to buy.
Through my online store, I’ve now sold books to customers in 48 of the 50 states and six countries. Yahoo!
Hearing about the dating lives of friends and family make me glad I don’t have to deal with that anymore and so lucky that I have Marathon Girl.
This post made my day.
I’ve never gone wrong by following the feeling in my gut. Thankfully, Marathon Girl’s there to make sure I actually follow it.
New running shoes make me feel like I’ve accomplished something – especially when I see how worn out my old shoes are.
I need a new pair of weightlifting gloves.
I still haven’t paid $4 for a gallon of gas. I figure I can fill my tank one more time before that happens.
Every time I receive an email from political candidates running for office in Utah, I wonder why the campaigns can’t hire a good copywriter or at least find a volunteer who can write. Not only are emails from most candidates dry and boring but many make me less inclined to vote for someone who has difficulty writing a clear, concise sentence or organizing their thoughts in a logical manner. At least the emails from the McCain and Obama campaigns are well written and somewhat engaging.
Speaking of bad writing, the Drudge Report linked to an article about Sen. Hillary Clinton taking a month off work to recuperate from her presidential campaign. It contained this gem: “Sen. Dianne Feinstein (D-Calif.), a stalwart supporter of Clinton’s presidential bid, would say only that she and former President Bill Clinton “wanted to go somewhere private and far away where she could rest.” Who’s the “she” in that sentence? Hillary or Diane?