By a show of hands, let me ask this question: is there anything more annoying than a crying baby in a movie theater?
Actually, come to think, there is. How about a crying baby in a movie theater, but the clueless parents don't take them out and leave?
This happened to me a few months ago and it easily ranks in the top five most infuriating moments of my life. A couple had brought with them their child, who was at least four or five years old.
The boy proceeded to cry and wail not more than five minutes after the movie started. After he did this for an hour or so, his parents finally took action.
But instead of removing him from the theater, they just moved him up to the top row, where, his wails carried through the theater even better.
Needless to say, I greatly prefer watching movies on my television than going out and risking certain disaster at a cinema.
I hate SPAM. Make no mistake. For the record, SPAM the "meat" isn't so bad, but right now I'm referring to the solicitous email that we all seem to be bombarded with on a regular basis.
OK, it's annoying; I hate having to delete a slew of messages just to get the ones I want to read. But is it really that important?
We have legislation floating around numerous states, not to mention our nation's capitol. Is this issue really worth spending so much time, energy and money on?
Shouldn't we be focusing on other things like improving education, feeding the homeless or giving everyone the chance to afford quality healthcare? These are things that really matter. Using legislative resources to eradicate SPAM is a reckless practice.
I'm kind of jealous of those who were able to participate in BRAG last week.
I've never been an avid cyclist, but I can certainly envision myself taking part in one of these rides in the next few years. I wouldn't be worried about finishing the race; I could do that.
Cycling has always come pretty easily to me.
What I would be worried about, however, would be the probability that I would receive a sunburn of mammoth proportions.
I can't think of anything worse than getting sunburned while in the middle of a multi-day bicycle ride.
Can you imagine how painful it would be to pedal a bike with sunburned legs?
It'd be torture. But I think I could lather myself up with SPF 45 and make out all right.