Can a hero be someone you have never met?

And probably never will?

If there is ONE person that I only wish I could have 1/100th of his strength. His courage. His amazing everything about him.

It's Professor Randy Pausch.

Math, Round Heads, What will NEVER be the name of our child and Yall Need Glasses

Seriously - every single one of you needs glasses. But I love y'all. I really do. Thanks for boosting a gal's ego. My actual point was not that I chew cud and moo for communicating but that when I look at a photo, I see a totally different me than when I see a mirror.
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Comments overheard tonight from Mark while he was watching coverage of this caucus crap:
"Man, that guy has a PERFECTLY round head - but he isn't fat. How is that possible?"
"That guy is one big brown blob" (guy had a brown shirt, brown tie, brown jacket, brown hair, brown eyes and a fake brown tan)
"Honey, I can concentrate better on the election stuff when you rub my neck" (GAG GAG GAG -means I had to sit and watch with him)
"31 minus 23 is how much? Eight? Ok...." (Counting up differences between 2 candidates)
"Are you sure 31 minus 23 is eight? Ok....Remember that."
"How does someone's head get THAT round??"
"Ooooh...that reporter's name is Major. We should name our child Major. Major '13 letter last name' sounds good. Oh wait - No.... Sergeant '13 letter last name' sounds WAY better. Wow. He'd NEVER get beat up. We are naming our son Sergeant."
"Look, he's ahead by 9. Oh wait...no, that's still 8"
"This doesn't qualify as snuggle time?"
"Don't you like rubbing my legs? How about my feet?"

Sadly. I wish I were over-exaggerating on these. But no. All Direct Quotes. Each one of them.