you dont know what you are missing when you are gone. so it is really a non event for the one thats gone. not so for the living though.

What if when you die you get thrown in a pit of Ann Coulters and vipers?

You don't know.

If you ARE a viper, what if you are thrown into a pit of Ann Coulters?

we all would like to believe there is no complete end for us. but there is no concrete evidence that is so. just wishful thinking.

no viper deserves that fate

I wear the tracker 24/7 (except for charging) so it tracks everything I do but I do have dedicated walks each day. It's a lot easier in not winter because I get outside more but I can and do get lots of steps done inside.

I have no real resolutions, just a lot of plans.

Basically, keep my job, find a new place to live, find a singer, stop being single, and... (for those that know me) no more asking about my lady friend's whereabouts.

I'm waiting for my new guitar to get out of the shop for minor adjustments. I'm going to re-record everything now that I know what I'm doing, then release everything to various websites. That'll take up most of my time over the next 2 or 3 months.

Ray, you seem to have kept your resolution. However, you still have nearly an hour to go on East Coast time.

you are not the fisherman you think you may be sir.

I don't fish at all.

Then stop trolling mr. zee...

thanks mack. the man is incorrigible. he wants me to take the bait. but i wont let him set the hook. he doesnt realize the scale of things.

My granddaughters love me. But they don't know any better. And even the oldest thinks I'm incorrigible.

WTF is it with people who have their heating turned way up, so that their living room is like a goddamn sauna?

Don't sweat it, Charlie!

Turn it up, turn it up. Little bit higher . . .

Turn it ohhnnnohnohnonhn, turn it on, turn it on again...

wait till you get older charlie. as you do you get colder. just the way it is until you get totally cold.

The wind is getting cold. At the end of it all, you're finally getting old.

YO Johnny!

Did any of you guys "YO" as a kid? This question has always interested me.

I grew up on Baby Boomer Boulevard. Streets lined with small bungelows with each containing 2-8 baby boomer kids. After school and in the summer there would be 100's of kids out and about playing in the streets and yards. There were always kids everywhere.

When we would call on our friends we wouldn't ring their doorbell but instead hail them from outside or on their driveway. Everybody did it this way. If I wanted to go play with little Johnny Cole I would stand in his driveway generally by the back door and yell "YO JOHNNY" at the top of my lungs until Johnny showed up, his parents told me he wasn't home or nobody showed up because nobody was home.

When we moved to the suburbs at age 11 I was shocked to find that the YO system wasn't used there. Instead they rang the doorbell like civilized adults?

Just wondering if anyone else used the YO system back in the 50's/60's or it was strictly something that only happened in my particular south side Chicago neighborhood? None of the kids in my new suburban neighborhood had ever heard of the YO hailing system so I am just wondering if where I grew up was very unique in that respect.

I grew up at the same time in a southwest suburb of Chicago. We knocked on the door or rang the doorbell. So no yo.

Which suburb? We lived in the city until I was 11 when we moved to Oak Lawn and Oak lawn was a no YO zone.

I grew up in Providence, RI, in a working class neighborhood. We typically sought out our friends by knocking on the back door. Rarely did we enter anyone's home through the front door.

I didn't hear yo until rap hit in the 80's. "Sup yo" became standard.

Replaced "my man" when greeting a friendly stranger. "How you doing, yo"

Picked up my 14yo nephew at school today. Lots of very protective ladies giving me the down-low stink eye. Should have given them a "what's up yo?"