Before my wife went to South Africa, honestly, the only thing I knew about South Africa was that they love their vuvuzelas. I hate vuvuzelas.  Period.  (Is “vuvuzelas” the plural of “vuvuzela?”  Or, is vuvuzela plural?  You know what, I don’t care)

I had a physical recently.  I was more worried about having some kind of hypoglycemic migraine than what they might find in my blood.  They found nothing.  Well, nothing unusual. Yet.

I managed to get to Back-to-School night after getting Crazy Chicken to go.  You know what, I have to actually eat the Crazy Chicken, or I tend to get a bit crazy.

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