This is materially how Phil Mickelson, a natural righhander, became “Lefty.” The only way he could be sure he was executing the procedures he saw in golf videos was to mirror them as they were shown on the screen. Since the vast majority of golfers are righthanded, this forced Mickelson to learn how to swing lefthanded.
Our cat would wander into the kitchen to find the dog snarfing her food. So she’d saunter over to the dog food bowl and eat her food. Mom called the vet to ask about the behavior. Vet asked, “Do there seem to be any side effects?” “Like what?” Mom asked. “Are they getting sick from eating each other’s food, are they listless, having loose bowel movements, anything like that?” “No,” Mom replied. The vet’s prescription: “Then don’t worry about it.” And we never did.
Reminds me of the jazz band rehearsal where the lead trumpet was having an exceptional day at the top of his register. Director stopped the band and said, “Man, you must have had your breakfast this morning! Granola and oat bran and honey and wheat germ —” at which point the guitarist cut him off with, “All smothered over with Kaopectate.” Director nearly fell out the window laughing. Good thing it was only a one-floor school at the time.
I’m beginning to think Mentis’ first name should be Noncompos.
Per one female radio personality I heard a few weeks ago, the best advice one woman ever gave another: cook a man a fish and you’ll feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you’ll get rid of him for the weekend.
Yeah, good luck with that, Norman.
On a course not far from me, there’s a house that apparently was there before the course was built. It’s fenced all around. Signs on the fence warn golfers that if their ball winds up inside the fence, it’s no longer their ball; don’t come looking to retrieve it.
Is there another part of the body that can get a concussion?
So does religion. In fact, religion helps you to understand just how rich you are when you’re poor.
Should be Quietly.