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I would not have believed it, but I now find that just because I use a walker, am missing part of a foot, have a uni-brow, hair coming out of my ears, and something icky growing on my neck, it’s really hard to pick up chicks – especially the better looking younger ones. .
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It’s not that there aren’t any girls reading this “blog”, but for the most part my readers are of the boy persuasion – and this is definitely a boy thing.
While I admit that this may be hard for some of you to understand, boys like pimples.  You see, if one times it just right, waits […]

So tomorrow I get a “medical opinion” as what this thing growing on my neck might be – I can hardly wait.
Being the card carrying pessimist that I am, I can’t help but feel that a grape sized growth that has just cropped up out of nowhere is bad news.  I could be wrong, but […]

It’s happening again- I don’t want it to, but a new wave of depression is setting in.
I’m not going to get better, I’m not going to recover – I understand that – but sometimes I allow myself to think that at least I can somehow keep from getting worse, from continuing to decline.  But then […]

You’re probably wondering if I’ve heard back from the new kidney store – well, the answer is no, not a word.  But that’s OK, I’ve got other fish to fry while I’m waiting.  Within the last two weeks a growth has shown up on my neck – it’s about the size of a small grape […]

This must be your lucky day !  Do you know why?  I’m going to divulge my deepest, darkest secret – the one thing I’ve never told anyone else.
Picture some old fart, I mean really, really old and decrepit – what’s he leaning on?  Right, a walker.  All old people use walkers – they can’t stand […]

Euphoria comes, and euphoria goes – I’m referring to “The Bob Lassiter Fan Club”.
It seems that some of the crowd thought it was a playground, some thought it was an extension of the old show, and some just got tired of waiting for me to die.  Once more, I have disappointed the audience – on […]

It was a fine Spring day back in 1989 – just seventeen years ago.  I was sitting in a hotel room in Chicago waiting to hear how the job interview of a lifetime earlier in the day had gone.  The phone rang, and I got the answer.  The fat kid from Collingswood, New Jersey, the […]

When I was a kid I would spend three or more hours a day riding my bike – God, how I enjoyed that.  As a result, my legs became huge – and hard as a rock.  They stayed that way well into my adult years, long after my bike riding days were over.
But today the […]

You know what’s wrong with writing a “blog”?  The same thing that drove me crazy back in my radio days – it requires getting up every morning and caring about something.
To be sure, there is a lot to care about – the world is going to hell in a hand basket, the Chinese are taking […]