Once You've Given Advice To Someone, You're

Once In A While There's Wisdom In Recognizing That The Boss Is.

Speaking Of Birthdays, Our Firstborn [recently Turned 2]. As Parents Sometimes Fondly Do, We Reminisced A Bit About His Early Days On Earth-the Excitement, The Wonder, The Fears When We Brought Him Home. His Every Squeak Or Squawk We Were Sure Heralded Some Terrible Crisis; I Tested The Warmth Of Formulas From Dusk To Dawn, It Seemed. We Were So Germ-conscious My Wife Even Sterilized The Skin Of The Oranges Before Squeezing Them. How Firstborns Ever Survive Their Parents' Attentions Is Beyond Me. However, They Do, And He Did, And, In Spite Of Our Efforts, He Turned Out To Be Quite A Good Guy.

Things There Are No Solution To: Inflation, Bureaucracy & Dandruff.

It Ticks Me No End When People Get Ticked Off At Those Of Us Who Comment Audibly And In Print On Events And Problems. That's What We're Paid For. Why Clutter Up Your Mind With A Bunch Of Facts That Might Inhibit The Solve-ability Of Us Who Must Express An Opinion? After All, All The World Cries Out For A Solution To Its Problems, And We Supply Them Right And Left. Come To Think Of It, It's We Who Should Be Giving Our Deplorers And Detractors The Blast; Because 99% Of The Time They Don't Do As We Say.

He Who Says He Never Needs Help, Most Does.