Shirtless Runner

Andy and I saw a middle aged guy running this morning on New Ballwin Road. He had no shirt on. I turned towards Andy and passed along some sage advice:
"Son, after you turn 25 years-old, don't go shirtless unless you are within 100 feet of a pool, beach or lake. It just ain't right!"

My Dog's Nose 

Day 1--It begins

My first attempt at blogging. So much to say, so little time. So so typing skills. But, I have spell-check. My daughter started a summer job in her uncle's office. She was tasked with creating labels on a, horror among horrors, typewriter! She whined about the use of correct-type. Making mistakes. Sheesh! I remembered banging out 20-page term papers in grad school on an IBM Selectric with Correct-type ribbon. It would take me all night to type that paper.