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I'll look forward to Dan's broadcasts again. He doesn't hesitate to tell it like it is.

Here's one of many, Axel.

Great news. I figured all would go well. Anesthesia has always been a sore subject with those of us who had to work with it. And, wouldn't you know, I wake up in the middle of major surgery. It's either too much or not enough. It either has no side effects or it makes you sick. One of...

Don, I can remember asking my brother to loan me his tiller to turn the soil over for my garden. Well, that thing was a monster and nearly killed me. He finally had to do the job. I could have done it with a pitch fork, but it would have taken longer. Big farm tools just were not my thing.

Well, another 14 yr. old girl either jumped or was pushed from an upper floor of the Chapin School in Manhattan. The Boomer Generation reminds me of the Lost Generation of the 20s. Sadly, with the onset of Vietnam, then the debacle of Afghanistan, it has spilled over into present day. Lots of...

Hi there, Ruby.

This was delicious coffee, and could be had all over NY.

Keeping the youngsters away from social media may help reduce the bullying problem. While I believe this belongs to parents and teachers to control, it appears, that they do not get involved in those situations, thus, the government takes over. Folks may bellyache about nanny governments, etc...

I used to be a sucker for every type of kitchen gadget I could lay my hands on. Half of the time I never even used them. Now, of course, since I live in Assisted Living, I don't need them at all. Boy, am I saving a lot of money.

Has your wife tasered you yet, Ken?

Don't let that illustration scare you, Beth. Those are very delicate and precise instrument. I'll be here pulling for you. I have had lots of eye surgeries in the past, and had no problems. Hugs.

I remember my dad used to drink a Pilsner from the Czech Republic. One hot day, after working in my garden, I came in and grabbed a cold brew from our fridge on the back porch. Well, I guzzled that right down and when I walked into the kitchen, I was blotto. My mother couldn't understand what...

Hiding half way gets one nowhere.