Agent Palmer

A Rant by Agent (Sterling?) Parker

On the hunt for some inspiration for a Father’s Day article recently, I started digging through the endless number of online pieces about “man caves” – the temples of testosterone, haven of hangovers.

Two unexpected entries crossed my Google feed, thanks to a pair of articles outlining the apparent trend (although the articles were from 2010 and 2012) of “mom caves” or “woman caves.”

I recently had lunch at the Copperhead Grille Allentown. As I usually do, or more accurately as I try to remember to do, I checked in on Foursquare. Then we got down to business, as it was a business lunch. We were greeted nicely and sat down to order.

I had a Buffalo Chicken Sandwich, which unfortunately I didn’t Foodspot, but it was great. The meal the service it was excellent. But that’s not why I’m writing this blog. It was what happened hours after my visit that made my week!

Every year on Dec. 31, people start contemplating what they’ll strive for in the coming year.

I’ll quit smoking. I’ll lose weight. I’ll save money.

Yeah, sure you will, until the second week of January when you say, “Screw it,” and just wait to make the same resolutions next year.

Here is a list of the resolutions that most of us geeks have every year, only they aren’t resolutions, they’re goals!

Yesterday in the Ohio State v. Wisconsin football game, the head referee, in his explanation of overtime, described it as innings. It was one of the simplest and shortest explanations of overtime in college football I’ve ever witnessed.

We know that in college football’s overtime rules each team gets to play offense and defense at least once, so it is very easy to comprehend them as innings. But where does the word innings come from?