Came across this via StumbleUpon and wanted to archive it. Here is the original link. The author is Margaret Mason. Ancient Fletchers One of the most magnificent of the many lovely Highland glens is undoubtedly Glenorchy, whence the Fletcher Clan is said to have originated.
If you’re an out-of-work construction guy picketing the the big corporate developer for unfairly hiring workers from another state instead of you and your crew; it’s probably not a good idea to be lazily standing around, leaning on your picket signs to such an extent
To be honest, I don’t really have a fleshed-out idea for this blog post; I just wanted to get this phrase down on “paper” since it sounded good in my head. It wouldn’t be too hard to come up with a genuine sounding diatribe centered
Did I miss a memo on this? Was there some conference held recently that I failed to attend where they held a session on how it was now cool to wear black socks and gym shorts? I’ve seen this more and more over the past
I generally consider myself to be a fairly easy-going guy. I’m about as high-strung as an unsprung bungee cord; rated to handle even the heaviest loads without snapping. And in my line of “work” this is undoubtedly an excellent trait to posses. Sometimes though, I
Sometimes I hate my generation…