Dick Summer Connection

Today’s podcast is about home grown terrorism. It’s safe to listen. There are all kinds of terrorism of course. Sometimes people just terrorize your ears.

Today’s podcast is about my narrow escape from the terrorists who almost got me just now.

It’s Saturday. Probably don’t have to go to work. So before you go to today’s podcast, if you have someone there with you, there might be some other activity you might enjoy.

Today’s podcast is about Spring. So naturally, everybody is holding our breaths around here, because we could get hit with God knows how much snow this weekend.

Today’s podcast is about Spring, and trying to get used to Daylight Savings Time…and other stuff. I’m still missing that hour of sleep from Sunday night. And there are other complaints about DST too.

When you see protesters protesting protesters on TV, it’s time to get a life, and check today’s podcast.

For a fast escape from politics, give today’s podcast a quick listen. And by the way, here’s a picture of the recently discovered remains of the first politician. 

It’s on the first day back at work that losing that hour of sleep hits hardest.

Just got back from Mets Spring Training in Florida, and there are new little green things springing up out of the ground in my front yard. I guess that’s why they call this Spring. As I mentioned in today’s podcast, I get a little crazy in the Spring. It’s very confusing. You too? 

I used to do seminars called “How To Take Courage.” Mostly men came…but there were often some outstanding exceptions. I remember one of them who sat in the front row one night, in a perfectly modest skirt and blouse. But when it was coffee break time, she leaned down to adjust the straps on her high heel shoes, then she smiled up at me…and I couldn’t help notice that her blouse was open one extra button, which made it very obvious that she was wearing black lace lingerie, and wearing it very well. She caught me watching, and she just stood up slowly, smiled, smoothed her skirt, stretched, swiveled her hips and gave me a little toss of the hair as she walked away. I tried hard not to notice. I remember telling myself she probably had bad breath. But it didn’t help. My Lady Wonder Wench wasn’t there, but I didn’t do the slimy bachelor thing with her. And I finally figured out why. The answer is in today’s podcast.