My co-workers and I had a long discussion today on the issue of what sport Jesus would play. Of course He would excel anything He put His mind to because, you know, He's the Son of God, bitches. But where would He perform the best?
I think He's definitely in for any of those grueling activities, like marathon or Ironman, because He's got a really high pain threshold. I also get the gut feeling that He'd be a thoroughly reliable rugby fullback.
The new England soccer kit includes Teflon shorts. Apparently this is to keep them from getting too muddy on the field. Yeah, because no one has ever looked cool covered in mud. But at least we know that England's shorts will not burn up when re-entering the Earth's atmosphere.
What do you think of this idea? I sort of think it's a good idea, but I freely admit to knowing nothing.
Good name for a band: Partying With Fred*
Random quote from a co-worker: "When was it ever cool to get naked with your buddies?"
Man, I wish those of us in the U.S. division of the Global Media Conspiracy had a union.
I'm a bit slow on the take, but I discovered Wednesday that one of my favorite people on this ol' planet has a blog. Lindsay is from the Great State of Minnesota but moved out to Los Angeles to be closer to Disneyland -- it's her second favorite place (the first being Disneyworld).
According to science types in Warwick, if one partner in a marriage is happy, the other is more likely to be happy. I think I will suggest that I be the one whose happiness my wife and I focus on. Her waking me up at 2 a.m. for nookie this morning is a good start.
*That one comes courtesy my editor, Adam, who loves UT**.
**I never get tired of that link