So last night, during a family dinner get together, I got to hear a story of how my 200 lb. brother-in-law was knocked ass over tea kettle last week when his 60 lb. English Bulldog ran and jumped at him at top speed. Now when you think about 60 lb. English Bulldog, you'd think it couldn't be that fast, would you? But I guess Ethel (named so because of my sister's I Love Lucy fetish) can move pretty quick. Anyway, his account was that as she jumped onto his hip and he went flying, it all went into slow motion. That is, until the last 5 inches from the ground when time caught back up and he "whumped" into the ground. His hip is still black and blue!

Okay, I'm new to this blog stuff, and normally I'm not even sure I'd write this, but I'm thinking of this as a big e-mail that I'm sending off to a mailing list! So, to get my feet wet as they say, I thought I'd start out with something quick and funny.