I have taken to playing a bit of tennis lately, and damn is it fun. Scott got me started again. I played handball as a kid in Queens and Long Island, and a few years back I started playing tennis. I have always enjoyed games that involved banging balls back and forth (no pun here, so keep your dirty mind to your self!).

The French Open was on this weekend, and it made me realize on simple point. I am slow. When I play tennis, my side of court can seem acres wide and miles long. When Andre plays the court seems tiny. A few steps to the net, and a quick leap to either side of the court. I have come to a conclusion. These people are robot tennis machines built by the CIA to keep the common man down.