Adventures in the Locker Room

(Get your mind out the gutter, potty mind. I'll explain below.)

On the ride to work the morning, a couple of things caught my eye and made me say, "Hmmmmm."

The Carson Nugget installed some new electronic slot machines called, "Trailer Park Party." These machines have a characature of a chubby white guy with a beer and a sleeveless (torn) white t-shirt. What are the manufacturer and the Carson Nugget thinking? What's next? Barrio Boogie Nights? Get-down Ghetto Gala? Those examples may be a little extreme, but so are the slot machines.

A banner across the main street reminds us that the Capitol City Memory Walk is coming up. Does anyone find it curious that the Alzheimer's charitable event is a walk? What if no one is watching the patients who are doing the walk themselves?

As for the ride, nothing spectacular to report. Down Telegraph and down Stewart. I sat my big butt in the turning lane at Fifth Street like a real bicyclist does and no doubt was cursed mightily. That was fun.

OK, you want to hear the locker room story, but there's nothing to it. As you can see from the picture, we've got a bunch of lockers to choose from. I'm in the corner, changing, and I throw my shoes on top so no one will stumble on them. You can guess what happened: one of my shoes fell into the corner between the lockers because there's no cover on top. I tried to fish it out with a hanger after climbing up on the lockers but I couldn't reach. The gym attendant duct tape'd a broom to the hanger and he pulled it out. (He said he thought I was going to show him a dead rat. I said that if I found one, I'd throw it in the women's locker room.)

25 years of the Blue Brothers.

The escape from Northern Nevada Correctional Center gets more interesting every day.

The best postcard from PostSecret isn't a postcard: ""I have made six postcards, all with secrets that I was afraid to tell the one person I tell everything to, my boyfriend. This morning I planned to mail them, but instead I left them on the pillow next to his head while he was sleeping. 10 minutes ago he arrived at my office and asked me to marry him. I said yes.""

And for the record, this is why the Breakfast Club was in detention:
- Bender (Judd Nelson): pulls a false fire alarm
- Brian (Anthony Michael Hall): flare gun goes off in his locker
- Andrew (Emilio Estevez): tapes a guy's butt cheeks together with athletic tape
- Claire (Molly Ringwald): ditches class to go shopping
- Allison (Ally Sheedy): didn't do anything, she didn't have anything better to do on a Saturday