If you have arthritis, calmly say, I was always complaining about the ruts in the road until I realized that the ruts are the road.
The Ruts were a great punk rock band from England whose songs were as excellent as their time together was short.
Kids don't have ruts yet that adults have carved into their minds. They're born logical. Crooked thinking has to be taught.
We walk ourselves into ruts so deep we cannot see over them.
Nostalgia: a device that removes the ruts and potholes from memory lane.
