There, I Said It!
Smile
On a flight to Mexico, sitting in an aisle seat, a stranger once put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Cheer up, buddy. Things will get better.” Walking the dog in the morning, I’ve been told by neighbors that I’m rather stand-offish. And friends recently gave me a...
Now I Lay Me Down
I just received another invitation from the National Cremation Society. They seem to be reaching out monthly. They must know something I don’t. Perhaps it’s the actuarial table for men over sixty who were born and raised in New York City. Diet is so Important A few...
Aussie Survivor
Ever hike an Australian preserve in search of wild animals? Me neither. At least, not until the other day. It was a side trip recommended by friends. I went along with it mostly because Jeff had always wanted to go on an African Safari. So, this was a kind of...
Let’s Eat
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about eating. Well, I’m on a cruise ship circling Australia—and frankly—eating is the major activity. And despite what you might have heard about Americans being overweight, I assure you, we’re not alone. There are plenty of people from...
What Did You Say?
I’ve been deaf in my left ear since I was two-years old. Pneumonia. Dead nerve. Nothing they could do. At least until cochlear implants came along. But honestly, I’m not interested in the procedure. Change Adverse While everyone wants the latest and greatest — I’m...
White Tube Socks
I’ve been told that wearing white tube socks is passé. And if the crowd at the gym is any indication, that’s certainly true. Black is the new white. So I bought some black no-show socks. The ones you can’t see when you put on your sneakers. And I gathered up all my...
I Hate to Complain
Seriously. Complaining is an awful behavior. Especially when it’s done without regard to the listener. Complaining to someone who is financially strapped about the problems you’re having scheduling that European trip — is at best — rude. Crabbing about the service at...
Whatever Happened to Customer Service?
Customer service is disappearing. Now, I’m not talking about the person who helps you at the store. That person has been missing in action for years. No. I’m talking about the ability to pick up a phone and solve a problem directly. For some reason - it’s becoming...
Happy Hour Anyone?
I’ve begun to notice that my 13-year old senior dog is eating earlier and earlier. He used to eat dinner at 5:00 p.m. — but over the last few weeks, through insistent whining and vocalizing, we’ve moved dinner time to 4:00 o'clock. Who Could Stand the Crying? So...