Pondering . . .

I was thinking about old age and decided that it is when you still have something on the ball but you are just too tired to bounce it.
I have decided that Nostalgia is the VCR of our minds.
I wonder if Adam ever said to Eve, "Watch it! There are plenty more ribs where you came from:"
I thought about making a movie for folks my age and call it "Pumping Rust"
You know when people see a cat's litter box, they always say, "Oh, have you got a cat?" Just once I wanted to say, "No, it's for company!"
I thought about how mothers feed their babies with little tiny spoons and forks so I wonder what Chinese mothers use. Perhaps toothpicks?
Employment application blanks always ask who is to be notified in case of an emergency. I think you should write . . . A Good Doctor!
I thought about being rich and it don't mean so much . . . Just look at Henry Ford, all those millions and he never owned a Cadillac!
If you jogged backward . . .would you gain weight?
Why do they put pictures of criminals up in the Post Office? What are we supposed to do . . . write to these men? Why don't they just put their pictures on the postage stamps so the mailmen could look for them while they delivered the mail?
Originally published November 14, 2002.