A sign the Apocalypse is upon us.
During halftime of one of the MANY flag football games I helped officiate yesterday in Bridgeport, my fellow refs got into a discussion of the meaning of the word "Ambrosia." Don't ask. The choices:
1. A fruity salad with whipped cream.
2. A 70s band (my choice) which led to a brief rendition of "That's how much I feel - feel for you, baby."
3. A drink of a Greek god (an elected official's choice)
4. Something to do with men's personal hygienic grooming.