It was a comforting sight

So I am sitting in the exam room waiting for my urologist to come in so we can discuss my ol' guy prostate issues. I glance at the stainless steel cabinet against the wall and notice the one, and only one, box of latex gloves in the exam room - Size Small. Do you realize how comforting such a simple label can be? And to think, he could have turned out to be a retired NBA player!

NY Times to the rescue

Thank you, NY Times. Just when you think the Democrazies might actually pull it off, who but the good ol', "unbiased" NY Times does a slam piece on John McCain, and voila, just like magic, delivers 20 million or so extra voters into his camp.

The saga of the prostate - part next

So I was standing in the men's club lounge, aka the john, minding my own business, head leaned against my left arm, left arm up against the wall, the same wall to which the knee-to-chest collection device was attached, eyes mostly closed, concentrating REAL hard as ol' codgers my age are want to do, and had been in this pose for some time. In walks one of our too many youngsters at the office, intent on completing the same chore I'm struggling with. Well, he finishes his business in about 12 seconds as 20 somethings often do, then he turns to me and says, "Are you starting or finishing?" To which I smartly and accurately retort, "I CANNOT TELL!" He found himself suddenly speechless.

Damn, Mitt!

Well, color me surprised. What the heck? It's going to take me awhile to sort through today's news. Maybe a write-in candidate will suit my mood this November, 'cause I'm sure not happy (yet) about who's still standing.

"It is what it is."

"It is what it is." Are you as sick and damn tired of this bullshit saying as I? I heard it for the umpthousandth time this afternoon as some junior underlings were pow-wowing about some meaningless piece of corporate emergency of the second. It is always stated when a point of contention or disagreement comes up - a point, issue, opinion or mandate often from someone on high. It is a substitute for courage and the willingness to fight for what you believe - a substitute used far too often in today's world, particularly in business climates, and it is almost always the fall-back response of the myriad collection of spineless drones occupying middle management in most businesses today. You can feel it coming, as the jihadist hords descend on our country somewhere down the road after we've surrendered our souls to the Democrazies ... that portion of the population, dressed in their robes and burkas, quietly discussing their status, and opining, "It is what it is." What a bunch of wussies!

A cosmic impossibility

I am, beyond a shadow of a doubt, sure of this absolute fact: It is a cosmic impossibility to put on an older pair of jeans, which happen to have a hole of virtually any size on or near the knee area of said jeans, without always first thrusting your big toe through said hole with your first and, often, with subsequent attempts. About the only way to get around this perplexing problem, at least at my age, is to sit down in the nearest chair and carefully aim away from said hole - and yes, this sometimes means finding reading glasses so as to not waste more attempts!