It’s a lot easier to save at least one of every year’s school pictures and put them all in a multi-frame after you’ve got the senior picture in hand.

I never watched any of those shows, but the Bones finale sure threw the entire series worth of good writing in the trash. Also Downton Abbey tried way too hard to have everyone live happily ever after.

I have tried for 40+ years to persuade my husband to do checklists. At least he’s retired from his career in broadcast engineering now so I no longer get phone calls that he had to go back for something on his way home. Or something blew up, or something didn’t work right, etc etc etc etc etc.

The last time the Republicans trumpeted a “tax cut” it was the same thing, a withholding cut. People thought they were getting more money. Then comes the big reveal: They have to give it all back to the IRS.

The foreskin keeps the pee from going straight up and into a parent’s face. It doesn’t stop it from coming out. It just comes out as a dribble rather than as a surprise forceful spray.

Yeah, it actually does work that way.

Middle of the week, middle of November. That was our prime Disney-visit time.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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…

So go back to watching Hannity and stay stupid. Problem solved.