One of my favorite places to eat is a place called Babe’s. Don’t let the name mislead you, it has nothing to do with a Hooters like atmosphere. Simply, a husband called his wife Babe all the time and that’s … Continue reading
I have a few thoughts about the shoes that were thrown at Dubya the other day. For one, I think the Secret Service was a tad slow to react, and I bet someone will get their tailed chewed out. I … Continue reading
Even thought I didn’t do my Christmas Card Experiment this year, a few of you were nice enough to still send me a Christmas card. One is particular brought a smile to my face as it said, “Keep on bagging … Continue reading