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Nine Words

Remember the ‘lady’ who sent me her birthday wish list? She sent me a list of Nine words that women use.   I responded in italics.     Lets just say it didn't go over well... NINE WORDS WOMEN don't know how to USE… (1) Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up. ~This is the goal of every argument.   Once "Fine!" is reached the man realizes that he has won and no further discussion is needed. "Right" is a relative term that women don't understand.... (2) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house. ~Five minutes = Five minutes.   I refuse to accept any other reasoning.   If you need 30 minutes, tell us 30 minutes or better yet, tell us 43 minutes and we will be pleasantly surprised when you are actually finished in 50.   If men ...

The cat ate my sandwich...

Truth be told, she knocked my napkin wrapped sandwich off the table to get at the sweet succulent ham that nestled between stone ground mustard laden bread slices….<Homer Simpson> mmmm…..laden bread slices</Homer Simpson> . I was going through my morning routine, preparing my lunch that I will inevitably eat on my way to work, so I can take a nap at lunch, then a quick stop in the office to get my various handheld electronics attached to the tangle of dongles that take up residence on my desk. I emerged from the office excited to listen to the new Masters of None podcast when a scene of absolute horror presented itself to me. My sandwich was missing! Images of Homer Simpson frantically searching for a missing piece of bacon filled my mind as I quickly scanned the kitchen for my food. The sandwich had been knocked off the table and unwrapped during its tumble, resting in a heap of disjointed ingredients on the chair. The Pink Cat was under the chair in an odd position as i...