Thursday, September 06, 2007
So a friend of mine works at a small local school for children with learning disabilities. There is a story in the paper today about how a thief came onto the school's property and stole a 1991 vehicle that belongs to the school. Before stealing the vehicle, the thief took the time to tear all of the stickers off the vehicle that identify it as belonging to the school. My question is: In a city the size of Houston, with probably a million cars in Harris County, why go out of your way to steal one made in 1991? I mean c'mon.
How's the pig, Jane?
I know a lot of physicians are up in arms about that Rate Md's web site, however - I've done some browsing there lately and found it to be right on the money. The physicians I know who are great have great ratings. The physicians I know who are asses or incompetent have bad ratings. I've found two specialty doctors there recently and referred friends to them based upon the physician's "5" ratings and the comments that accompany them. In each case, the friends came back and said "I love this doctor - every thing that you read to me on that web site about this doctor was true."
Hey, Lisa? When you email me at work and say "my ass is tired", and I email you back and say "You said ass.", please don't email me back and say "Fuckin' A". It is a work email, ya know. It's a big stretch from ass to fuck. And no, don't go there.
It didn't rain here today. Must be global warming.
How's the pig, Jane?
I know a lot of physicians are up in arms about that Rate Md's web site, however - I've done some browsing there lately and found it to be right on the money. The physicians I know who are great have great ratings. The physicians I know who are asses or incompetent have bad ratings. I've found two specialty doctors there recently and referred friends to them based upon the physician's "5" ratings and the comments that accompany them. In each case, the friends came back and said "I love this doctor - every thing that you read to me on that web site about this doctor was true."
Hey, Lisa? When you email me at work and say "my ass is tired", and I email you back and say "You said ass.", please don't email me back and say "Fuckin' A". It is a work email, ya know. It's a big stretch from ass to fuck. And no, don't go there.
It didn't rain here today. Must be global warming.
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