Happy Groundhog's Day, all you loonies!
February 1, 2020
For every pretty girl or woman who has ever smiled at me, this column is dedicated to you.
Oh, I've known some pretty women and here it is, almost Groundhog's Day, and I don't have an original thought in my head.
Once, I could pick up a newspaper, see some exotic headline, and a column would dance in my head.
Right now, I'm feeling fearful.
What if my fingers won't work. Not a bad excuse. I think I'll call the blonde - the boss - and say, "I can't move my fingers. You get nothing this week. I'm going to Hawaii on R&R for a month."
We all have our fears.
As a certified germaphobe, I am close...