The other day, Face Book offered to change my name from a bunch of numbers to Dennis.Petty. Yep, changed it and now I am trying to make my account more relevant. I hate it when I pick out a bunch of pictures and start loading. The little chat window pops out and sure enough the half an hour I just spent goes for naught. If it would stop loading the pictures and half of them would be there, I wouldn't mind. No, they just go away. Nada, zilch, nothing.
Yesterday was the services for the late Athletic Director at KU. Dr. Bob Frederick was riding his bike in Lawrence and hit a pot hole. Never did hear if he was wearing his helmet but he did hit his head hard enough that he died. The paper said he was like a cowboy and "died with his boots on" doing the thing he loved. That's the way I want to go. Fast with a smile on my face. My last words will probably be like Butch and Sundance as they jumped off the cliff, "Oh SHHHHHIIIIITTTT!"