I discovered yesterday (thanks to the urinal advertisement at the Loon Cafe) that there is such a thing as the United States Dodgeball League.
Perhaps stranger than that is the fact that there is such a thing as the American Dodgeball Federation.
But wait, it gets weirder: there are "dodgeball centers," where you can go to play an exciting game of dodgeball.
The ADF's site, though, appears to have been written by someone who's taken a ball to the head one to many times. Under the "Training Tips" section of the site (which is surprisingly more than "Throw ball; dodge ball"), it says: "Wear the proper attire. Even if you gym doesn't have certain foot ware requirements remember the act of dodging can be dangerous if you slip."
Most of my day was spent playing this game.
Some would say Francisco Zambrano is an idiot -- and they'd be right. But this is nothing compared to what he did to avoid being pressed into service for the Royal Navy.
Vitally important information for women.
Among other things, Wynonna Judd's band demands a case of beer and a can of cheese in the tour's concert rider -- high class.
Strangely, they don't call for horseflesh ice cream.
Police in Pennsylvania are on the lookout for a group off nefarious fruit hurlers.
Thanks to genetic mutation, a German couple has produced a child with super strength.
"He's a normal boy," says his doctor.
Well, normal except for the super-human strength. And the razor-sharp claws.
Perhaps this guy is related. Sure, he's tough, but can he handle dodgeball?