Let’s hear it for my old pal, Steve Walker. Steve FINISHED the 2006 Boston Marathon today in 5:33:42 at a pace of 12:44. Phenomenal. Check out Steve Walker’s podcasts, Phedippidations, at SteveRunner.com
General
Cheeta of the odds
Tarzan’s Cheeta the Chimp is 74 years old. FOXNEWS.COM reports that chimps in captivity rarely live beyond 60, with Cheeta the oldest chimp liviing in captivity. Finally awarded for acting greatness, Cheeta is also an “ape-stract” painter whose sales go towards sustaining the habitat. What’s Cheeta to do, other than that? How about relaxing rides along in the truck all day making a monkey, er, chimp of himself, encouraging gawkers to pull his finger?
‘Cane’ and Able?
Dateline: Sunland, California. Mayvis Coyle is 82 years old. She is now $114 poorer. Why? Well, Mayvis was shuffling with her cane across the street, carrying her groceries, “while a traffic police officer watched and waited.” 10news.com reports that “Even before Coyle finished crossing the intersection at Woodward Avenue, he had scribbled a $114 ticket for crossing against a don’t-walk signal, the Daily News reported.” Mrs. Coyle is challenging the ticket. She told the Daily News, “It turned red before I could get over. There he was, waiting, the motorcycle cop. He said, ‘You’re obstructing the flow of traffic’.” The story goes on to say that Mrs. Coyle and other seniors at the ‘Monte Vista Mobile Estates’ “are up in arms over signals they say are too short to safely cross” the busy boulevard. Is it a stretch to think that the traffic cop in question is not a former Boy Scout?
Vermont wins! Number one!
That’s correct. According to the U.S. CENSUS STATISTICS just out, Vermont ranked first in the nation among states ranked by total taxes and per capita amount for 2005. Just goes to show you that views aren’t free.
Cottage Cheese
Did you see that new commercial on TV yet? First off, it’s hysterical. Second, I have no idea what the product or service is that they’re selling. Third, I doubt that I’ll be eating cottage cheese anytime soon. Here’s the deal: College kid sitting in the livingroom. He’s eating some white stuff out of a half gallon carton of what used to be…milk. College roommate walks by and asks him what he is doing. The first guy says, “Eating.” The other guy, “What are you eating?” First guy, “Cottage cheese.” Second guy, “Hey, dude, that’s not cottage cheese.” And then the punch line that kills me, the first guy, nonchalantly and then reaching back in with the spoon for more of a taste, “Oh.” Then some big boy announcer comes on and says stuff that the sponsors hoped I would have remembered. Maybe next time. Say, “Cheese.”