Little boys come with a built-in piss shield. If parents have it removed, then they have only themselves to blame if they get sprayed.

Our cats have always recognized their names and responded to being called by name. Up till the current feline population, that is. One cat knows his name and will come when called more often than not. The others don’t seem to recognize their names and only come when called when they feel like it. Which is all about…

My grandmother was Canadian and bilingual. She had a portable typewriter that was apparently designed in Canada. The first row was the usual QWERTY lineup, with the addition of an accented E at the end of the row. Unshifted the accent one way, shifted the other way.

I have picked up rocks all my life. This is something that used to annoy the bejeebers out of my dad, who was a total neat freak just like his mother.

A well known Los Angeles TV anchorman died not long ago after putting two rocks of crystal meth up his butt during a sexual encounter.

Alas, no. There was no CompuServe software for Macs for a couple of years, and when they finally got around to it, it was one hot mess.

Right. They assumed that AOL’s success was due entirely to the proprietary GUI interface and not to their carpet bombing the world with disks. CompuServe’s CIM/HMI software-come-lately sucked donkey balls. They already had the most sophisticated message-board software in the world and they threw it away to install an…

One of the bigwigs at CompuServe told me in all sincerity that closed, members-only systems that required proprietary software were “the paradigm of the future.”

When we lived in Wichita, the Angelo’s restaurants served an absolutely amazing cheesecake. Finally, the chef agreed to have her recipe printed in the newspaper. I still have that recipe, taped into a notebook of other such treasures. Haven’t made the cheesecake for a long time, but maybe it’s time to reconsider.

Just send Trump, McConnell & Co. Yes, that would be adding more piss and shit to the already existing piles, but think of the satisfaction of having those guys do something responsible for a change.

No, there really isn’t. Not when you’re dealing with a person who is hesitant and new to the whole password thing. There are several very easy ways to secure a list of written-down passwords. I do it by encoding them. But I’ve also suggested that people put the sites in a vertical list, and write down the password one…

Chocolate Glucerna shakes.

My mom had a perfume that smelled wonderful on her. I tried it and on me it smelled like dirty socks.

Two of the shining stars of CompuServe, right from the beginning, were Georgia Griffith and Chris Young. Georgia was blind and deaf, and CY had a form of muscular dystrophy that left him with basically only two mobile fingers. You never would have known either had any kind of disability unless you were specifically…

My parents drank instant coffee. They started out making coffee in one of those percolator pots with the glass knob on top, but my mom had a habit of just zoning out somewhere in the house and forgetting that she was brewing coffee. After the second time she burned out our electric stove burner, my dad decreed a…

You have a point there. But just wanting someone else to do it for you is not age dependent (just ask anyone with children).

When I lived in London in 1971, I often went places by myself. And men assumed that a young American woman traveling alone was fair game.

This is not necessarily true. People’s skills vary with different types of games. My dad and my brothers could always clean my clock at games that required seeing several moves ahead. I’m so bad at that, that I taught my son how to play chess when he was 9 years old and he promptly beat me, and I did not let him win.

The problem with that approach is that scents change after they’ve been on your skin for a while. What starts out smelling good can become a stench. And then you’re stuck with it till you can wash it off.

Always keep in mind that people who are “older” today (like me) grew up in an entirely different world. No personal computers. One television and one phone per household, and the phone was almost always on the kitchen wall. Anything “technological” was not only expensive, it was fragile, and parents made darn sure…