Welcome to another Snippet Wednesday.

Cubs
I have decided this season to become an impassioned baseball fan. And who am I going to get behind? Well, my Cubbies of course. I know I questioned my loyalty in recent seasons, but I do think I've finally nailed down why I was so apathetic. That "why" is former Manager Lou Pinella. Maybe it's because I'm on the outside looking in, but he always struck me as not giving a damn. He always came across as way too laissez-faire for the team's own good. No fire. No passion. Sure, they made the playoffs a couple seasons in a row, but only to have their clocks cleaned in the first round.

"Corporate Cat Will Rise"??

I found these stickers yesterday along the Riverwalk in downtown Naperville, IL, while walking over to Starbucks for a late-day latte.

Somebody remind me NEVER to preorder any music on iTunes using my iPhone ever again. Okay?

Why? Because when you do, it seems that the iTunes app will always readily to your preorder screen requiring you to enter your iTunes password EACH AND EVERY TIME YOU TRY TO USE THE DAMN APP. This happens even if I'm just trying to browse the store without buying anything.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!!

If there could ever be a holiday that comes close to comparing to Halloween in its sheer cool factor, it would be today.

Howdy, folks! Y'all ready for a roundup of all the bits that I've found interesting lately thrown together into a mish-mash I lovingly refer to as Snippet Wednesday?

No?

Tough. 

Have you all seen the ads for Catholics Come Home? It's an organization set up to try to lure lapsing Catholics back in the fold in an age when anti-Catholic sentiment is at an all-time high due to priest-on-choirboy malfeasance, messed up views on contraception and abortion, and... well, the list goes on, I'm sure.

I feel, however, that the marketing firm behind Catholics Come Home is missing an opportunity today. They should be engaged in a full-on media blitz to not only bring back lapsed Catholics, but those who were never Catholics in the first place. Why? Well because today is Fat Tuesday!

I'm not afraid of too much. Well, not truly afraid.

I'm a bit afraid of clowns. I'm afraid of falling. I'm afraid of spiders (although that seems to be abating a bit). I'm afraid of people who willingly eat fungus. That last one is more a joke than anything. But, seriously, who enjoys fungus? Mold... sure. But fungus? Ew.

My wife kills me. Please consider defense exhibit number one.

Katie: So I was getting changed in the locker room at the gym and suddenly this woman came in and said, "Look at you! Getting up early, working out, showering, and going to work! Yay for you!"

It's been a scary long time since I've blogged and, even when I did, my few most recent posts were all about my car problems.

And, yet, I left you all hanging on the outcome, didn't I?

Well that's just not fair.