Well, Duh!

I got a desk calendar for Christmas that has each day a ‘stupid fact of the day’. The calendar is called "Well, Duh!" There have been a few amusing ones. One that stood out for me was as follows:
Two guys, presumably inebriated from some chemical crutch, and presumably from some hick town in Arkansas, thought it would be a good idea to recreate the William Tell scene of shooting an apple off another persons head. The guy that volunteered to put that apple on his head discovered that if your buddy is going miss you REALLY want him to miss high. Oh well, he apparently hadn’t been using that part of his body except as a place to put his John Deere hat.

As a follow up to my last post, we had a pretty good time at the basketball game. The suite we were in was at the top of the arena, so we were a pretty fair distance from the court. Mark, my nephew, didn’t understand this. He asked both me and his dad when we were going to go down stairs to watch the game. I was surprised at just how little leg room there was in the suite. Although the suite we were in would have been an ideal place to watch the now infamous fight night at the Palace.

My nephew did manage to remind me (somehow I let it slip my mind) about the power cute kids have to act as chick magnets. We had to stand in the atrium area waiting for our tickets. While we stood there a steady stream of very attractive women smiled, waved, and talked to him. This included several members of the Pistons dance team. I need to learn how to take advantage of that, and use it for my personal gain. Kim or Chris, if you’re reading this, I may have to borrow your kids occasionally.