"If life were fair, Elvis would be alive and all the impersonators would be dead." - Johnny Carson

In the "what was he thinking?" category, I can't begin to understand why someone with the money, status, and respect Brian Williams enjoys would tell such a gratuitous and easily exposed lie.
After the Nancy Snyderman mess the execs at NBC must be near furious.

For reasons we don't need to go into I had breakfast at McDonalds. I needed food, coffee, and internet at 9:30 a.m. so I went to the Mickey D's a couple of miles from our house, smack in the middle of Sun City. It was like walking into an SNL skit with every imaginable stereotype of an old person. The place was packed with bad dye jobs, knee-length socks and sandals, high waist pants, and EVERYONE SHOUTING.
Please, Lord. Don't let that be me.

I've struck up a friendship with Carlos who runs the nearby Transmission Center franchise. It's just Carlos and his mechanic, Simone, who's real name is Martin. But that's a whole different story. Simone speaks no English, so I hear he and Carlos going back and forth in Spanish at 100 mph, and in between those exchanges Carlos and I talk about all kinds of things. Nice guy.
At one point I said to him, "I wish I was bilingual."
"No you don't. It just means you gotta listen to BS in two languages."

I got an email this afternoon from our tax guy saying our returns are ready and telling me the outcome. We owe the Feds and will get a refund from the state. Guess which one we'll file first.

The question used to be: Will Tiger win another major? Now the question is: Will he win another tournament?
There's always the Sun City Men's Club Tourney.

It's hard to focus mentally when you feel lousy physically. Which is to say my sermon prep isn't where it should be on a Thursday night. I'll be in bed early, up early, and nose-in-the-books early.