how romantic!

while i was walking outside one night, i noticed a low flying propeller driven plane overhead with an electronic banner with text.

i stopped to read the message, which started with a girl's name and went like this:

patsy
patricia
can
i
come
home?
(phone number)

way out of doghouse = prop plane banner ad?

are you fitter than a fifth grader?

after doing sit ups, push ups, stretching, and a shuttle run, it has become apparent that i am not, which is kind of sad.

my scores:
sit ups: 51
push ups: 17 (20 required for a 5th grader)
flexibility test: some distance below my toes that is probably less flexible than a fifth grader
shuttle run: 13 seconds

my goal for next year? be fitter than a 5th grader!