Our representatives in Albany will stop saying everything is on the table and stop attacking school expenses first. They should then put everything actually on the table from their own expenses, their offices, the monies wasted on committee seats, the hellaciously over generous stipends, the “Authorities” and more. To just attack healthcare and the schools because their tabs are big is lazy. There is a reason their bills are large.
Bruce Springsteen releases a live record heavily borrowing from Sunday night. I’ve seen him nearly three dozen times over the years and any show that can have Pat Riley in the pit in Buffalo and Debra Messing and Mariska Hartigay squealing like school girls merits commemoration.
The bank that took seven days to correct a 10 second mistake would apologize for trying to blame me for their web site error and quit telling me about customer appreciation week.
A pending computer upgrade goes smoothly (it won’t, I’m like Han Solo in this realm as I have “A bad feeling about this.”)
The former Vice President quits griping about how the current President is trying to mop up a war that the former advocated but never bothered finishing. Dick, follow John Wayne’s lead: “I didn’t vote for him, but I hope he does a good job.”
The Buffalo Bills stop crapping on the intelligence of the fans here (both of them). We know Bill Cowher won’t come to Buffalo. We know Jon Gruden won’t come here. Mike Shanahan probably won’t come here either, and that is okay. Let’s see some evidence of a plan. Go get a real football GM and the world would welcome Jim Haslett or Marc Trestman with open arms, provided we get evidence the organization wants to win along with just filling the seats. A good product solves a lot of issues.
Christmas stuff can’t come out while Halloween stuff is still on the shelves and the music stays mothballed till Thanksgiving. The holiday is just a day, and it isn’t always Currier and Ives for everybody. Some of us struggle a bit with the weight of the holidays and seeing that simulated cheer on your mug (which is usually gone the day after Boxing Day) makes us want to smack you that much harder.
Work on these, got others.