I'm Getting Old, Don't Wear Underwear, And

Maybe Roll In The Sand With A Rock And Roll Man.

I Know A Girl Made Of Memories And Phrases, Lives Her Whole Life In Chapters And Phases.

Sail The Main Course In A Simple Sturdy Craft. Keep Her Well Stocked With Short Stories And Long Laughs. Go Fast Enough To Get There But Slow Enough To See. Moderation Seems To Be The Key.

Our Children May Save Us If They Are Taught To Care Properly For The Planet; But If Not, It May Be Back To The Ice Age Or The Caves From Where We First Emerged. Then We'll Have To View The Universe Above From A Cold, Dark Place. No More Jet Skis, Nuclear Weapons, Plastic Crap, Broken Pay Phones, Drugs, Cars, Waffle Irons, Or Television. Come To Think Of It, That Might Not Be A Bad Idea.

Later Down The Road Of Life, I Made The Discovery That Salt Water Was Also Good For The Mental Abrasions One Inevitably Acquires On Land.