Curmudgeonly Speaking

Rants and essays from a ranting essayist.

Indianapolis in the Spring

Somehow, that sounds a lot to me like bragging about being the last guy killed at Custers Last Stand or something. I guess he didn't want to just come out and say the highlight of his life was the day he became Mr. Ashley Judd. At least he had the good sense not to get involved with her sister, which may also have been worth mentioning.