A couple wishes

Here's a couple things I would like to add to my wish list. One of them will hopefully be accomplished in my life time while the other would just be nice.

My first beef is with the door people. Thats right, any of you mothers out there who manufacture doors for public buildings. There is absolutely no need to put grippable handles on the side of the door that is to be pushed. Unless that's how you get your jollies. It is isn't it? Watching schmoes lean into the door to give it a real good yank, since a bar is obviously intended to be pulled, only to be rejected and humiliated by its lack of opening. How hard is it to have a handle on one side and nice shiny rectangle on the other side?

Second of all, I wish that my arms were retractable. I don't believe this counts as an answer to the "what kind of super power do you want?" question as I don't see how beneficial to fighting crime it would be. However, I still wish for this ability nonetheless. Mainly because i find that some times my arms just get in the way and/or i just don't know what to do with them. This is why you can see me with my trademark pitcher and glass at the Bomber as it keeps me hands/arms busy. You can only do so much with free arms, like when I'm standing in line I'll do the crossing of the arms or the hands in the pockets deal, but if its a long wait, ie White Water Canyon line at Wonderland, both techniques get tiresome and I'm left to hang my pipes at my side like two waterlogged water noodles hanging off my shoulders. Man that may have been my worst analogy ever.

Numerous times my arms have kept me from getting into that perfect sleeping position. I'll be on my side and no matter what I try there is no getting that arm out from under me without sticking it up over my head. Then that just ruins pillow position and it becomes a whole thing and then I finally get good and settled I'm so worked up that there's no way I'm gonna fall asleep before I have to move around again.

Thats it for now. So to the door makers of the world and to my arms, I want you to be less annoying in the future with what you do. Alright? Alright.