Here we go

again. Looks like Old Man Winter will never let go.
I ride a stationary bike in the basement every day except Sunday. It's gotten so that I watch The Price Is Right to pass the time. Eighty some years have flown by, but sometimes twenty minutes on a bike going nowhere seem to drag. I have, in the last four or five months, won a dozen or more cars, and some bedroom sets etc. When the stuff is finally delivered I will put it up for sale at pennies on the dollar. Don't miss this opportunity to cash in on some real deals. The TV selection on Saturday is slim. I do notice though, that in older shows when someone makes a phone call someone at the other end answers right away. No pressing one for English, two for Spanish and so on. No one put on hold for long times, or asked to leave a message. The old days sound really good sometimes, in more ways than one.

If you never lie, your friends will stop speaking to you and your enemies will think you are lying anyway.

Some people are easy to entertain. All you need to do is sit down and listen to them.