If Life Were a Role Playing Game

My mind goes off on odd tangents.  I can’t help it, it’s the way I’m wired.  It’s also my greatest assest when harnessed well so I don’t worry about it too much.  This morning I had a sudden thought, “You know, if my life were a role-playing game, what would my class be?”  This, of…

Proud of my Home Town

For years I’ve been listening to the national sports media whining about how awful Philadelphia sports fans are.  We’re over-bearing.  We’re rude.  We’re mean to our stars.  We expect too much.  Yawn. I’ve been tired of it for a while.  Last night, we Philadelphians got to show the nation alsports media how wrong they’ve been…