HARRIET: Wake up Stan, wake up. Jack’s writing another blog. STAN: What? What are you talking about? Goldfinger wasn’t supposed to write one of his %$#&!# stupid blogs for another week or more. HARRIET: It’s not Goldfinger, Stan, it’s Goldenberg. And I know, you’re right. But Jack decided that with the snowstorm that’s blanketed most […]
I’m so old (I was born in 1814), I remember hearing about party lines when I was a kid. For today’s kids, a party line is where you stand to get another Michelob, but in the 1950’s ( and before), party lines were telephones shared by two different, unrelated families. Party lines came into existence […]
With suicide, murder, illness and yes, having to listen to Newt Gingrich again for another political season, it’s hard to imagine that you’re living in a Perfect World.
OK, this is just between me and YouTube, so don’t get you brain all a Twitter. I would appreciate if you would Focus and not let your mind Flickr. Since you are a close Friendster of mine, I don’t mind saying I need your Yelp.