What's even better, I discovered that they come in a white chocolate version. Tribute of white choclate Take 5's can be sent to me care of NUVO.
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So I was on my way to work Tuesday -- late, as usual. As I approached 38th Street on College Avenue, I spied a humerous site: Indianapolis' Big Red Arrow was stopped on the side of the street. Broken down? Too tired to go on? Or just humilated by its very existance? The driver of the flat bed the Arrow was perched on was standing by the side of the road, looking confused.

Haven't we all.

In other news ...

I have discovered the PMSed woman's salvation: the Take 5 candy bar.

A combination of sugar and salt -- and that wonderous drug chocolate, without which PMSed women everywhere would go into shock, resulting in mass devastation that no WMD could ever duplicate -- it is instant gratification for what ails you. What's even better, I discovered that they come in a white chocolate version. Tribute of white choclate Take 5's can be sent to me care of NUVO.

Theater of late ...

Last night I got to see "Miss Saigon" at the Murat, part of the Broadway in Indianapolis series. Yes, it was good, and I got teary eyed. But ... well, the night started with some sound issues that garbeled what the people were singing, and gone are the helicopter and the car the Engineer does his "American Dream" number with. Instead, images are projected onto a big screen at the back of the stage. Much less impressive. I was 18 when I first saw "Miss Saigon" in Chicago, and the thing that I came away with was the impression of the helicopter coming down to pick up the Marines. Alas, something was lost from the show with its removal.