Making Mistakes Is Human ... Repeating 'em

When One Seeks Assurance, There's None From Those Who Respond, Now, Don't You Worry About A Thing. If You Weren't Worried, You Wouldn't Have Asked. If You Are Concerned, It's Nice To Know That Those You Query Are, Too. I'll Take A Worrier Any Day Over A Platitudinous Reassurer.

Meanness Demeans The Demeaner Far More Than The Demeaned.

If You Have A Job Without Aggravations, You Don't Have A Job.

Speaking Of Birthdays, Our Firstborn [recently Turned 2]. As Parents Sometimes Fondly Do, We Reminisced A Bit About His Early Days On Earth-the Excitement, The Wonder, The Fears When We Brought Him Home. His Every Squeak Or Squawk We Were Sure Heralded Some Terrible Crisis; I Tested The Warmth Of Formulas From Dusk To Dawn, It Seemed. We Were So Germ-conscious My Wife Even Sterilized The Skin Of The Oranges Before Squeezing Them. How Firstborns Ever Survive Their Parents' Attentions Is Beyond Me. However, They Do, And He Did, And, In Spite Of Our Efforts, He Turned Out To Be Quite A Good Guy.

Socialism Will Be Here The Day We Share Our Profits To The Degree We Share Our Failures.