I’m doing some research on sexual assault for a segment that will air soon.  What an eye opener.  I’m sickened by the innocence stolen from young people by so-called “trusting” adults.  It makes me want to puke.  If I was a judge, it wouldn’t be pretty.  Rehab?  My behind.

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Speaking of rehab…

I heard this not long after Tiger Woods car crash Thanksgiving weekend:

Why did Tiger his a tree and a fire hydrant?
He couldn’t decide between a wood and an iron.

Ever since accident and the 21 straight days on the cover of the New York Post, just about every conceivable angle has been written on the man. But then recently, this popped up on espn.com written by Jason Sobel.  I’m not sure I totally agree with it but it is a different theory. 

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“Nobody expects to have car insurance that covers an oil change.”

That’s just one of the interesting comments made in this Newsweek column by an insurance company CEO.  The health care debate is a wicked web to untangle.  I’m I naive or is this piece an accurate depiction of what’s going on?

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Lynley and my house was built in 1925.  Drafty?  It has more crevasses and holes than the New Madrid Fault.  One of the heat vents is underneath the couch.  During cold days, guess where 7lb. Diane likes to hang out?  You got it.

"Dad, please get your cell phone camera out of my face please."

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Lynley made one of the more fascinating purchases the other day.  I’m trying to find a parallel to it. 
A top-shelf martini at a biker bar? 
Wearing a tuxedo to a picnic? 
Anyway, here’s the purchase:  Prada perfume at the East Nashville Kroger.  Apparently one bottle of Prada perfume was mistakenly delivered to the store.  Management there didn’t know what to do with it so put it on sale for half-price.  Once Lynley spotted it, that bottle didn’t stand a chance.  She  is pretty particular about perfume so it must be good.  Do you have a better analogy for this?