as I’m poker. Get a life

Will be by in the morning to pick it up

so far.

Gotta watch what I say at work and around the grand kids. Its definitely a positive.

I'm not!

Favorite cartoon character from Saturday morninggrowing up.

At the end of Lent I didn’t want it anymore, haven’t really drank it in the last 20yrs. After a couple months it tasted really syrupy to me, not enjoyable. Realized I liked carbonation not the actual soft drink. Ever since I’ve drank a lot of seltzer.

When you give yourself the chance to break a habit behavior can change drastically.

Too often. At first it was difficult. I think I’ve used it six times since the beginning of last Lent. I now look for other words to express my emotions, dissatisfaction or anger. Oh I still swear, but this Lent I tried cutting back on that as well. I still swear on occasion, but now I say dang, darn, shoot, crud and jeepers……nothing like I used to.

It's like people who say "glassbowl" and "sugar".

If you're going to curse, curse. If you're not, don't throw in bullshit words that don't mean what you're trying to make them mean. You can call someone a jerk, you can say "doggone it" or something if swearing bothers you so much.

Not to single you out, it's just a pet peeve of mine.

OH FIDDLE!

Positions gone bad, getting picked off, just general cursing. I never lost it and decided it wasn’t particularly appropriate as an older man. Mormon? Aw fudge….. Hardly.

Just like everybody else.

Rock on.

…a couple years ago and never went back. Was very surprised by how little I missed it and enjoyed having the extra calories available for other things.

allergies (I don't even remember anything about peanut allergies back then) or dieting. But my mother, who always us served PBJ or peanut butter on our toast, decided to get hip with the make-your-own trend of that era (Salton started it as I recall). I was disgusted by the appearance of homemade peanut butter (need to stir in the oil), and the taste was worse. So I never ate peanut butter again. Not in a sandwich. Not on toast. Not in a rece's, etc. And I could never bring myself to ever again eat Jif or Skippy or other mainstream peanut butters either. The homemade stuff ruined all peanut butters for me forever. My sandwiches were never PBJ ever again (mostly cheese).

I like peanuts - roasted, salted, in a shell. But I will never consume peanut butter again.

But seriously, good for you.

...in 1992.

Actually, what I gave up was eating a bowl of ice cream, or a Dove dark chocolate-covered ice cream bar, every single night. Then it occurred to me that this might have contributed to my gaining 10 pounds in one year at age 37. So I thought, I'll lay off it for a while.

32 years later, I continue to have no particular yen for ice cream. I'll have some maybe 2, 3 times a year. One is annually after the golf outing of the Chicago Chapter of the Appraisal Institute, which is at Silver Lakes club in Orland Park, IL. My route back towards 294 includes a stop at the Plush Horse ice cream parlor, which a pal and I discovered while riding our bikes one summer day in 1967; my annual chocolate chip on a sugar cone is a trip on memory lane.

Your profile says you are 5-10 and 155 pounds.

I give you a one-year Papal dispensation that will allow you your small after-dinner ice cream treat.

Check back with us in a year, and we might extend that dispensation.

Personally, I like chocolate, chocolate chip, and strawberry flavors. Great stuff.

What are your favorite flavors?

By my barometer, you are unique.

I eschew a hat so I look like Tonto.

No particular reason other than the occasional break being nice.

I am going to make up for it tenfold tomorrow in Vegas.

But I'll end that shortly when pouring a Big Swell. 🍻