Sappy Valentine's Day Wishes of Love

Lasting, real love is something nobody has a recipe for, yet is still something that finds many.

Psych! This post isn't really about Valentine's Day. I (and my wife) think Valentine's Day is nonsense. Love, of course, is the opposite of nonsense: it is all, near as I can tell, but has nothing to do with a single calendar day.

Now, here's a cyclist pulling a "psych!" on a motorist. I don't know if they were drunk or what, but it sure looked silly:

Best not to pull that kind of thing on your lovey dovey... they will just run you over.

Yer Pal,

R A N T W I C K

The Things I Bring To Work!

There are worse things than having Wan Ming follow me to work. This time I managed to grab a long sleeve RANTWICK shirt of my wife's thinking it was a t-shirt of my own. No undershirt for me today. I prefer to wear an undershirt, so that is a minor annoyance.

 

Next, I discovered a pair of girl's underpants on my office floor. They had a pretty little bow on the waist and everything. Must have fallen off the shirt when I pulled it out of the pannier. Great. Thank you, static cling... what if I hadn't seen them? What if the next visitor to my office had found them instead? Gah!

 

At least I successfully brought a pair of my own undies this time. Someday I will leave the house in an organized, unhurried fashion. Someday.

 

Yer Pal,

R A N T W I C K