Last night, I got home and I checked the mail. As usual there was nothing interesting in there, just bills and junk mail. I opened up the PG&E bill and thankfully it was under $100 and paid it through online bill pay. After I paid it, I tore up the bill. I tore it in half once, then stacked it and tore it again, then again and the fourth time, I couldn't do it. It was just too thick at that point to tear. It reminded me of how I've seen people rip through a telephone book consisting of thousands of pages and it made me feel pretty pathetic. The bill I was trying to tear up was probably less than 50 sheets at the point of the fourth tear attempt.

Then I remembered, that we just got a new phone book a couple of days ago. My wife and I find phone books to be useless in this day and age so it went straight to the recycling bin. I figured it was a good time to try ripping through a phone book. I went over to the recycling and dug it out. It was still int he plastic bag that the use to protect it from rain when they deliver it. I sat on the couch and started trying to rip it. I was getting no where at first. My wife came by and asked me what the heck I was doing. I told her "I'm gonna rip this phone book in half." She replied, "You went and got that out of the recycling to see if you and rip it in half?" as if she thought it was the stupidest thing she had ever heard. And a moment later, I got it to start tearing. My wife's eyes opened wide with amazement as I started to say "I got it! I got it". The next thing you know, I was standing in the living room with two pieces of the phone book., one in each hand I had ripped it down the length of the book. I had my wife take a picture of me with the ripped phone book.



I tried to make a mean face in the last picture and I just came off looking stupid.