I could never be a politician. I can't keep a civil tongue in my head when I get worked up about something. And I'm a rotten poker player, as my colleagues over the years can gleefully attest.

As I get older, it only gets worse. My brain is shrinking, and there's little doubt that I'm getting crankier.

But if you think I'm bad, check out the blog called Grouchy Old Cripple in Atlanta. This guy has it down to an art form. The site is not for the easily offended, but for some reason I find it immensely entertaining. (Thanks to Oregon's own Just Some Poor Schmuck for the tip.)