This is a little story about four people named Everybody, Somebody, Anybody, and Nobody.

There was an important job to be done and Everybody was sure that Somebody would do it.

Anybody could have done it, but Nobody did it.

Somebody got angry about that because it was Everybody's job.

Everybody thought that Anybody could do it, but Nobody realized that Everybody wouldn't do it.

It ended up that Everybody blamed Somebody when Nobody did what Anybody could have done

Just another day, I am standing in an upstairs bedroom getting ready for my grandmother's funeral in Las Vegas.  It's a dreary overcast day, very abnormal for Las Vegas, even in the month of February.  Just another day I think to myself as I pull out my black suit that I bought just after I graduated college in 2000.  I lay it on the bed and put on an undershirt, black socks, etc... reach for the pair of slacks and start my legs through, one by one.  As I pull up the pants, they feel a little tight... hmmm did they shrink?  Can clothes shrink at the dry cleaners?  Certainly not, I pull them up around my waist, grabbing both sides pulling them in towards each other to clasp the button. Unsuccessful, I look down and realize this isn't going to happen.  The pants are simply to small, a once 32 inch waist, is now maybe 36 inches, maybe 37.  Panicking I think of about my options.  I did not pack two suits, I did not pack an extra pair of pants, I am screwed. 

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