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Sunday, May 18, 2008
Ouch!
Yesterday my oldest son found his soccer season ending on a double header. It was a beautiful balmy day. We made lunches for in between the games and brought snack for his teammates.
Turns out everyone had the snack idea as several parents brought food for the budding Beckhams.
Last week I was sporting a freshly shaved head and it got a little sunburned so this week I opted to wear a hat. I couldn't find my sunglasses from last summer so I was still subjected to squinting for the majority of the morning.
I even had the foresight to slather some sun screen on my face... unfortunately I didn't have the sense to put the shit anywhere else on my body.
And apparently, as the Earth's orbit would have it, that hole in the ozone just happened to be over the soccer fields in Chapel Hill, North Carolina, this past weekend.
I also had the pleasure of having to work a catering gig later in the night.
I can't tell you what a pleasure it is to have polyester tux pants rubbing up against your sunburned knees for several hours.
Fuck water boarding, this shit could break the weak at heart in two Gitmo Bay minutes.
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"Fuck water boarding, this shit could break the weak at heart in two Gitmo Bay minutes."
And on that note, I will laugh myself to sleep. Or cry . . . that picture is just so very wrong.
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