Here’s to you, Sergei, or Yevgeny, or Ivan, or whatever your name is. You know rules are for rubes, and rubles smooth over any misunderstandings with the politsiyeh over your innovative approach to commuting. You’re not rude — you’re inspired. Let the sheep keep it between the trees. You go your own way. Like a boss.
I won’t say a hero, ’cause, what’s a hero? But sometimes, there’s a man. And I’m talkin’ about the Taxi Driver Dude here. Sometimes, there’s a man — well, he’s the man for his time and place. He fits right in there. And that’s the Taxi Driver Dude, in Dublin. And even if he’s a lazy man – and the Dude was most certainly that. Quite possibly the laziest in Leinster, which would place him high in the runnin’ for laziest worldwide. But sometimes there’s a man, sometimes, there’s a man…
Smarter Every Day is just dumb enough for The Borderline Sociopathic Blog For Boys. They’ve answered all your questions about rates of fire for underwater infantry, even though you didn’t know you had any questions about rates of fire for underwater infantry.
A ten-year-old beats an International Chess Master at blitz chess, and acts about how you’d expect a ten-year-old would act if he was playing Call Of Duty online.
We are in awe. Not of the ten-year-old. The thirty-four-year-old guy takes his loss with aplomb and good sportsmanship. He’s teaching that kid something he needs more than chess lessons.