Get Off My Lawn!

My "check engine light" came on this morning.  I hate that! For the millions of us who have no idea how a car runs, and frankly don't care to know, the "check engine light" is the bane of our existence.  When it pops on, our first reaction is dread...

One of the great privileges of getting old is you pretty much don't care what others think when you express what frustrates you. This is one of our daily necessities.  Why is this too difficult to do? How many times do you go into the bathroom at work, at a store or even at home and you see the toilet paper stacked up (and paper towels) on top of empty rolls...

When I was a kid I used to think anybody over thirty was old.  And cranky.  Well now that I am nearing the halfway point in my sixties I know that I am that cranky old timer. And you know what?  I like it. I lost all patience around age 54 or 55...