I had lunch at this little pizza/sandwich shop in Glassboro that has great salads, too. I had my eye on the Antipasto salad, since I love anything that is "anti" anything else. There were two sizes - small and large. Since they are subjective terms, I had to ask, "How big is the small?", which I realize sounds odd, but I wasn't being graded on it, I was merely trying to order lunch.
The reply: "It's big. You can't finish the large." At that point, he made it clear to me that I should order the small. Small it is. I didn't finish it. It was like someone filled a trash can lid with salad and said, "This is small."
It struck me as odd that they would have something on the menu that you couldn't finish. Why have 'large' when 'small' is large? They should have made the 'small' a 'medium', and made a real 'small'. The whole process made me curious about the size of the 'large'. I'm not going back.
Meanwhile, the Tour de France (pronounced Tour day France) is returning to its formerly held status as a minor sporting event. After Lance Armstrong brought the bike race to its highest status a few years ago, the current crop of jackasses are proving that what goes up must come down. The French may hate Lance and all he represents, but if it weren't for him, their little bike race would have stayed little. Now, they are throwing riders out so fast that the only major competition left is whether the race will finish before they throw everyone out. Mercifully, it will be over on Sunday. As a rider, I am completely disgusted, but as a cynical sports fan, I am not at all surprised.
And this is exactly why my TV stays off until the evening. It's Morgan Pressel hanging out with some joker on the CBS Morning Show. The host clearly has no clue who she is or perhaps even who he is, but he trudges on. And, that's right, he said, "...she has a crazy impressive list of accomplishments." Crazy impressive. Who are these people and why are they on television? I love 'ya Morgan, but you're hanging around with some real clowns.