I went for a ten-mile walk yesterday.
Nonsense
No! Man!
It turns out I'm not allowed to go tap-dancing.
The green choice
Wind powerstations kill eagles.
The short-ball game, apparently
Sven disagrees with yours truly, apparently.
The odd couple
In which I wine and dine Stense.
Yes man
In which I agree to Carolyn's latest hare-brained scheme.
The long-ball game
I was collared by a soccer fan in the kitchen at work today.
In a flap
In which I confront one of my phobias, and am conquered by it.
Poseidon
How they are promoting Wolfgang Petersen's latest film all wrong.
Not so grateful now, huh?
Grateful Dead keyboardist dies.