Friday, June 02, 2006

Back Home

Okay,..they lost my luggage on the way there,..why wouldn't it stand to reason they would lose it on the way back??? Well they did,....glad the airlines are batting 1000, unless you are scoring them on their ability to do two things 1) Move self-sorting cargo (me) 2) Move non-self sorting cargo (my bag). Now they almost lost me in Houston,..by making me late arriving for my connecting flight,..then changing the gate to a completely different terminal and not telling me until I got to the original terminal,..then had to hoof it at leat 29 miles (so it felt, via a tram, a conveyor, a long walk, another tram, and three escalators) to the new terminal where I almost missed the bus to the tar-mac to get on a small jet. Now if I made it,..why didn't my luggage? Anyway,...just my rant.

While in Vegas I looked at all the pretty womenwalking around and thought to myself...damn women have it easy.....today I saw this and realized hey! Its not so bad being a man!!!

Enjoy:


Good To Be A Man...
Your last name stays put.
The garage is all yours.
Wedding plans take care of themselves.
Chocolate is just another snack.
You can be president.
You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park.
The world is your urinal.
You never have to drive to another gas station because this one's just too icky.
Wrinkles add character.
Wedding Dress $5000; Tux rental $100.
People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.
The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected.
New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet.
Your pals can be trusted never to trap you with: "So, notice anything different?"
Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.
You know stuff about tanks.
A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.
You can open all your own jars.
Dry cleaners and hair stylists don't rob you blind.
You can leave the motel bed unmade.
You can kill your own food.
You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.
If someone forgets to invite you to something, he or she can still be your friend.
Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack.
If you are 34 and single, nobody notices.
Everything on your face stays its original color.
You can quietly enjoy a car ride from the passenger's seat.
Three pairs of shoes are more than enough.
You don't have to clean your apartment if the maid is coming.
You can quietly watch a game with your buddy for hours without ever thinking: "He must be mad at me."
You don't mooch off other's desserts.
You can drop by to see a friend without having to bring a little gift.
If another guy shows up at the party in the same outfit, you just might become lifelong friends.
You are not expected to know the names of more than five colors.
You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.
You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.
The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.
You don't have to shave below your neck.
Your belly usually hides your big hips.
One wallet and one pair of shoes, one color, all seasons.
You can "do" your nails with a pocketknife.
You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.
Christmas shopping can be accomplished for 25 relatives, on December 24th, in 45 minutes.

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