Closed captioning provided by the... impaired.

At the gym tonight, the yoga class was still going strong, so those of us on the treadmills respectfully turned down the volume on the TVs and set the closed captioning to "on." In the span of 40 minutes, I read some very interesting news stories about Al Meet A* and Peed Mont, montana lions and the fact that the military's "don't ask don't tell" policy is offensive to gaze.

Hell. If all else fails, I could get a job as a typist for the closed captioning folks.

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* People. It's RUGBY. I don't care if it's male or female rugby, it's RUGBY. What do you expect?