Doctors say the strangest things. Mine, concerned about how close I live to diabetes, gave me this sage advice: eat like an Apache.
You know, lots of lean meats, nuts, and berries.
I’ll be back in a minute. Gotta chase down a rabbit for lunch.
Please direct your attention to the reader boards at the gas station where they post the price per gallon.
The sign I saw yesterday was shocking: Diesel $4.13.
But the “4” was smaller and from a different type face. Puzzling. Then it hit me. The folks who make numbers for reader boards never figured the cost of fuel would go that high so they never made any fours. While you’re at it, better make more 6, 7, 8s.
(No. There is no apostrophe in 8s.)
Back when I was a church mouse, I favored the little Episcopal church behind the Library of Congress in D.C. Perhaps because it had a bar in the basement and you could drink as much as you liked as long as you had drink tickets.
They sold drink tickets only on Sunday.
The latest Obama/Clinton TV debate drew 10.7 million TV viewers.
The same night, same time, American Idol drew 22.7 million.