Random thoughts while pondering what ever happened to Nyls Nyman:

It sucks to be me Dept.:  Last year, as a virgin home owner (that is I had never owned a home before), I purchased a rebuilt snow blower from the custodian at work for $150.  When we had a foot of snow in December, it wouldn't fire up so I had to take care of the driveway old school.

Right after that, Princess and I went to Farm & Fleet and bought a brand new, in the box, snow blower.  I even got an electric model so I wouldn't have to mess with the gasoline.  Yesterday, as we were getting four inches of snow, I took it out of the box.  Guess what?  It didn't work.

Add that to my mishaps with lawn mowers (I had a used one quit on me and my new one has been in for major repairs twice) and you just know either I'm cursed or God is demanding I exercise more.

In 1979 when we had almost two feet of snow (after having had a lot of snow previous to that), I remember my Dad, my brother, my mom and me taking turns trying to keep the driveway clean.  A lot of families shovel together or in shifts as part of a family bonding ritual.  Unfortunately for me, Princess is from Alabama and actually hides under the bed screaming "make it stop, make it stop."  That's okay.  I'm was the same way when I lived in the South in the middle of July.

MOS doesn't shovel snow either because she can't hold the phone in one hand, the TV remote in the other and still balance the shovel.  Besides, you can't get My Space in the driveway (technically I can with my IPAQ, but I'm not telling.)

Besides, everyone has a working snow blower. . .

Foreign Intrigue Dept.: I have to think that the Brits care about football the way we care about soccer, making this a senseless money grab.  London would be a great place for a terrorist attack as well.  Better make the match-up Arizona vs. Houston. 

Old Timers Day Dept.: Yup, it's never to early to plan your 90's retro night at the ball park.

What ever you say Coach Dept.: Chances are, if you cut Ditka open, he'd bleed orange and blue.  Many people in New Orleans still want to cut Ditka open.

What ever you say Coach Dept. II: Looks like Rex Grossman has at least one fan that he's not related to.  Can you say coach speak?  I knew you could.

Moot Point Dept.: It doesn't matter what Rex Grossman does on Sunday if he has to face this guy in the Super Bowl.

The Elderly Shouldn't Drive Dept.: Meet the only driver in NASCAR history to have dog flaps on his helmet.

Beyond the Grave Dept.: Apparently in death, Gerry Ford is walking a lot less softly carrying a much bigger stick.

It's About Time, Dept.: Looks like cancer is going to do what Jack and Bobby Kennedy couldn't.

Stay Inside the Lines Dept.:  The President is busy working on this, probably using these.

If It Ain't Barack Dept.: Looks like Barack Obama is going to see if his hat is as big as Hillary Clinton's hat.

Give Me Your Tired Dept.: The reason this guy was deported is because his visa expired.  Maybe this guy will think twice the next time and get a Master Card.

Chick Flick Dept.: Based on this list, did anyone vote for the Golden Globes besides women and effeminate men?

You Can Pay Me Now or You Can Pay Me Later Dept.: First they wanted an arm and a leg. Now they want the Fingers.

Bad Karma Dept.: I wonder if these are the guys who taught JFK Jr. how to fly.