Thanksgiving just gets me all warm and tingly and all kinds of wonderful inside.
In high school, I weighed 175 to 180. I looked like Abraham Lincoln. I was 6-foot-3, biggest thing in the class, but tall, not fat.
I get all fired up about aging in America.
August depresses me a little. I don't even feel like eating. And when I don't eat, that's a sure sign of stagnation.
Everyone complains about the weather, but nobody ever seems to do anything about it.
I run me like a conglomerate, because that's what I am.