More Cushion for the Pushing?


Any other day, I'd bypass this subject and wouldn't think twice about. I'm sitting at home sick as a dog, channel surfing. I see the Tyra Banks Show(damn, she is still fine!) about women loving men with big bellies. And then the subject was broached on Facebook. So I have to ask ladies...REALLY?

The Return


He's coming back to the game. And as much as his peers will hate it, they will also welcome him back with open arms. All while making snide comments behind his back. No, it isn't Brett Favre and it sure as hell ain't Jordan.

Mid-Life Madness


In less than 12 hours I'll age another year, and yet I am completely unfazed. All the rhetoric surrounding birthdays is designed to do what exactly? The cakes, the parties, the sheer drunkeness (if that's your kind of thing) is supposed to be a celebration of life? Or...is all the fanfare and festivities just a mere distraction from what you should be doing. Self evaluation. a gut check. I like to think of birthdays as milestone markers where I take out my compass and see what direction in life I'm headed in.

Lock and Load


Even if you consider yourself safe from theft, what's your perverted neighbor across from you REALLY thinking of you? And to you guys trying to put another notch in your players card, two words for you: Steve McNair (RIP). Is it me, or does it seem that everyone in the world has lost their damned minds.

What’s that smell?


That 4th quarter hurry up offense to score...A woman's game clock, it's a shame there's no overtime.... Ovaries, apparently are like time bombs. You gotta use em before they explode. Huh, who knew?