tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980421295592818922.post2497878272797414654..comments2023-10-23T14:15:29.331-07:00Comments on Shallow Cogitations: Been There, Done That, Got The T-ShirtHank Greerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15243840232233423724noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980421295592818922.post-69017079080974317932009-05-05T14:41:00.000-07:002009-05-05T14:41:00.000-07:00I don't know why, but those beach balls really rea...I don't know why, but those beach balls really really annoy me. I have yet to see someone who gets nailed on the head by one laugh about it. <br /><br />The time before the race is a great time for personal reflection or chatting with the people around you - while fighting the urination sensation. Bouncing the beach balls is sort of a mindless time waster and intrusion - not that I am against wasting time. I blog after all. <br /><br />I have often fantasized of popping one of those balls. I wonder what the crowd reaction would be. "Dude. You suck. You popped the ball."<br /><br />Or what if the first time one got launched it hit the ground and never got picked up again? <br /><br />I think I have made the complete transition to crotchety old coot.EvilElfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15752963689118990179noreply@blogger.com