It's Friday so I Hate Stuff

In which your humble narrator accounts for five rebarbative aspects of life.

1. Sentiments expressed on bumper stickers that are entirely antithetical to the driving habits of the owner of the vehicle on which said sentiment is plastered. While in the car with my children yesterday afternoon, a man in a Buick who exhorted us to "Protect Life" simultaneously attempted to rob us of ours.
2. That weird mold that's been growing on the lawn underneath the snow.
3. Any mention of Tiger Woods, ever.
4. The insistence of newspapers to break their 500-word news articles across three pages to cram in more ads. I know y'all have to figure out a new revenue model. Annoying the crap out of me isn't it.
5. The realization that I am clearly old. Now that the haircuts of twelve-year-old boys regularly piss me off, there's really no point in trying to remain even vaguely cool.