No, but one of my best friends in junior high was a distant cousin of Nixon. Her last name was Milhous. No E.
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"I got in an argument with a girlfriend inside of a tent. That's a bad place for an argument, because then I tried to walk out, and had to slam the flap. How are you supposed to express your anger in this situation? Zipper it up really quick?" --Mitch Hedberg
The faster you go ...the momentum you have
Toe touch/Russian alert. I can still do them and I didn't hurt myself. It was not as "clean" as it used to be. But this is a good day. Hell of a day.
My toes. I could do these with an absolutely straight back and bring my feet up to my extended hands the last time I did these fairly regularly (when I still worked NICU at the bedside...we always had 20-22 year olds starting and they never believed I could do them). Now I have to reach for my toes. My effort is participation trophy, rather than championship caliber.
doing my laundry right now, man of the 21st century.
Before I got into medicine, but after college, I managed an American Eagle Outfitters for 3 years. This conditioned me to be absolutely nuts when it comes to clothes maintenance and laundry. Everything is folded in my house like it was going to be placed on a display table. Which also suggests that I'm even crazier than you guys already suspected. The upshot of this is my wife and children are strictly forbidden from touching the laundry. So I do all of the cooking and the laundry and my wife is the breadwinner. We are basically a 1950s family and she is Desi while I am Lucy.