Solving Everyday Dilemmas

I must be in copy/paste mode. Am I sorry? I'll think about it.

This little gem was tucked unobtrusively into a lengthy post about a cup.

I read a comment in the Atlanta Constitution "Vent" column by a gal who had gotten fed up with the local fast food joint...never getting her order straight. She solved the problem and her sanity by simply driving my the order board without stopping and taking the next sack that came out the delivery window, paying for it, and going on her merry way. She called it the "potluck" method.

This is analogous to my attempts at throwing a baseball. If I aim for the dugout, maybe I'll hit a home run.