Lori, Is that a Tennessee Walking Horse? What a high-stepping beauty. I would call that horse my 6th friend.

She has never faced the voting public, which is fortunate because she is not particularly likeable, is black, and is a woman. Yet at this very moment she is 4th in line to the presidency. How ironic that a country still fixated on likeability, race, and gender has Condoleezza Rice. (This is not a plug for CR, merely an observation.)

I added you to my Favorites. You are officially bookmarked. I salute your good work.

Charles Charles, we are a bit redundant, aren’t we, and what are you, Charles Charles, a tooth dentist in the unneeded surplus business?

Joe Namath? I went to school with Joe Namath. He was very likeable. Every time our English teacher graded a paper of his, she closed her eyes and crossed her fingers. A college friend dated him. She also closed her eyes but I don’t think she crossed anything.

Mugsy, dahling, Anyone who choses a starvation diet in order to place a vote on a fantasy ticket must be trying to lose weight. Feel guilt for not voting on a fantasy ticket? I am having a hard enough time fighting for reality in this psychotic world. I remain your fan, even in fantasy.

Ditto.

Giving Heart, Yep, the house was inspected by an inspection company for $500. Nope, ain’t gonna sue. Yep, crazy. But not spending much time with lawyers.

Fai Men, What a wonderful writer you are.

Hey Mugsy, how can we be sure that Brad is a man? Everyone seems to write under an alias except for me and a couple of others. By the way, why be anonymous? I am new at this. Is something out there going to come and get me?

A Princeton-trained physicist told me that the idea of rising prices is ‘all bunk.’ I told him that not only are prices rising but also the water table.

“It’s all my fault.”

“Good morning.” “It’s a hot one.” “Sure is.” “Nice seeing you.” “Likewise.” … Remember when talking about the weather was a safe subject?

At 4:00 AM, 16 years ago on February 16th I was sleeping. At 4:00 PM, 16 years ago on February 16th I was drinking tea. Not that I am inflexible. By the way, Mugsy, I think you are terrific.

I met a young woman who has an eating disorder. She was afraid to eat more than a lettuce leaf. She went to a clinic that was doing an eating disorder experiment: they mixed women who were too heavy with women who were too thin. They served dinner to everyone at once. When the counselor was not looking, the thin women would slip their food to the heavy women and everyone was happy.