Some will consider what I’m about to say heresy.
For the life of me, I cannot understand why people wait in long lines each morning to pay $7.50 for a cup of coffee.
My wife and I get up each morning and plug in a percolator that was made when Kennedy was president. This percolator makes the best coffee, bar none, of any I have ever tasted.
While we’re getting dressed, it bloops the water into the crystal glass handle on top. After ...
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My biggest pet peeve is that not enough people share my pet peeves.
If only the rest of the world could understand that it’s the senseless little things that they do that drive the rest of us over the edge.
I have more pet peeves than this space has room for, so I’ll limit my list, lest one of your pet peeves might be a lengthy newspaper column.
The pet peeve that currently tops my list is when a cashier hands me my ...
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I still open doors for women.
I believe that most women still appreciate chivalry. Sure, there are some who, for one reason or another, don’t want men to do anything for them that they can do themselves, but by and large I notice a genuine appreciation when I show respect to a lady.
Even at my age, if my father saw me going through a door ahead of a lady, not opening a car door, not offering my umbrella in the rain, ...
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In Texas, saying “I’m putting beans in the chili” are fightin’ words.
If you want to start an argument in the Lone Star State, all you have to do is say you’re a Steelers fan. If you want to start a fight, you can disparage John Wayne, or you can serve beans in your chili.
Those of us who grew up in Arkansas were pretty particular in how we made our gravy, but not so much about how we made our chili.
I ...
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