I Suppose I Do Have One Embarrassing

I've Always Been Afraid Of Video Games - Not Afraid That I Wouldn't Like Them, But That I Would Like Them Too Much, And That After Mere Seconds In Front Of Any Particularly Bright And Absorbing Game, I Would Abandon All Ambition, Turn Into A Mouth-breathing Zombie, And Develop A Wide, Sofa-shaped Rear End.

I Finally Overcame My Phobia, And Now I Approach Flying With A Sort Of Studied Boredom - A Learned Habit, Thanks To My Learn-to-fly-calmly Training - But Like All Former Flying Phobics, I Retain A Weird And Feverish Fascination With Aviation News, Especially Bad News.

I Was Never Any Good At Remembering Dates, But Now I Hardly Have To. When The First Bulb Catalogs Get Delivered And The Hens Start Laying Again, That's All The Notice I'll Need To Know That Winter Has Passed.

Unlimited Choice Is Paralyzing. The Internet Has Made This Form Of Paralysis Due To Option Overload A Standard Feature Of Comfortable Modern Life.

I Am Dismayed To Realize That Much Of The Advice I Used To Parcel Out To Aspiring Writers Has Passed Its Sell-by Date.