Life and Letters

I'm at work now.. Well, i'm supposed to be working now but I'm quite bored. I've been updating the webpages for Symphony Hall's concert - so that it looks appealing to the public and they will buy tickets for the concerts. Yawn... Resizing images, HTML... bleah

more deep thought questions to ponder on while i do silly webpage stuff:

If you hit the break key on the keyboard, what breaks?

In regard to Daylight Savings Time, why don't we move the clocks half
an hour and be done with the whole thing?

Isn't it amazing what a safe and cautious driver you suddenly become the
moment you realize you left your driver's license at home?

We are informed that to contribute to safer driving we should always
drive with our hands at the ten o'clock and two o'clock positions on the
steering wheel. Now that daylight saving is again in effect, does
this mean that we must now drive until Autumn with our hands at the
eleven o'clock and three o'clock positions on the steering wheel?

Do you think Noah blamed El Nino for the flood?

What should a neighbourhood do if all its Neighbourhood Watch signs
are stolen overnight?

If you're wondering what to buy for a man who has everything, shouldn't
you consider getting him a calendar to remind him when the payments
are due?

What do you do when you step up, and the bull has no horns?

Why do waiters/waitresses come and ask if everything is okay, when
you have a mouthful of food?


Is what you are doing today, getting you closer to where you want to be
tomorrow?

Why is it that to belittle is to be little?

When we want to cover over our past mistakes, how do we distinguish
between our mistakes and our way of living? Is there really a difference?

If you try hard to be modest, can you be proud of it?

Why do people always remember where they were when someone
famous was killed? Do they feel perhaps they'll need an alibi?

Why is the man always in charge of poking the campfire with a stick
and/or tending the grill?

Why do women always have to sleep in the middle of the bed?



Oh yes... and a random question i asked Roger this morning which got him all giggly like a small boy -> Why doesn't our pubes ever turn grey like our head hair?? (I challenge all of you to ask your parents this question...) HEE HEE HEE....