Dick Summer Connection

I started riding a bike, because I was putting on a little weight. Not enough to have to buy bigger bath towels…but more than I was comfortable carrying around. See… my Lady Wonder Wench is a good cook. While I was cooking for myself, my weight took care of itself, because I could only eat about half of what I cooked, since the other half always got stuck in the bottom of the pan. Most guys are not good cooks…and I don’t know why guys are so dumb about cooking. Somebody once told me that it’s because we only use around 10% of our brain cells. I guess the other 90% is busy watching the ball game on tv.

The doctor I’m looking for is a very decent guy. He’s like Dr. Cooperstein, the doctor I go to for my pilot physical. I fly a small airplane, and I have to take an FAA physical every other year. I don’t know what Dr. Cooperstein’s first name was before he became a doctor. I think that when people become doctors, their first names legally change from Joe, or Tom, or Mary to “Doctor.” Be honest…do you know what your doctor’s first name was before he or she became doctor ? Of course not.

When a doctor gives pilot physicals, he is known as a flight surgeon. That’s because he’s a specialist in keeping pilots physical bodies in relatively perfect condition. And we pilots cooperate in the process. We know while we’re flying, we have to be able to keep our eyes on dozens of dials and gages…lots of things… all at once. That’s why we practice by going to nude beaches. Being a pilot is just work work work.

Dick’s Details Quiz – All answers are in the current podcast at www.dicksummer.com

1- Why did the Lone Ranger have to change his name ?

2- Where did we get the expression, “Cold cash?”

3- What was the first “Missionary Position?”

Scoring:

3- right – Brain Surgeon.

2- right – Flight Surgeon.

1- right – Family Doctor.

0- right – boy trying to convince girlfriend he’s a doctor, in order to do a physical exam.

We were talking about big money guys a while ago. Some of the biggest money guys are called head hunters. They find high paying jobs for people who like to make a lot of money. There’s a story about a head hunter in the new personal audio cd Night Connections 2. It’s called the Headhunter’s Woman. It’s part of the current podcast. I think it proves that in any contest between love and logic…or even lust and logic…logic is in big trouble.

I really am looking for a doctor. And I’m hoping you can help me. I really need to find him. This guy didn’t give his name, he just told some of my friends he was an Emergency Room doctor. Here’s the description my friends gave me. He’s a young guy who happened to be riding his bike past the scene of an accident a few months ago. He jumped off his bike, and ran over to a Louie Louie Generation woman who was lying motionless on the ground. She was unconscious, and in fact she had no heart beat. He managed to get her heart started again, and saw to it that nobody moved her…because he knew her neck was broken. He used his cell phone to call an ambulance…and stayed with her until she was safely on her way to a nearby trauma center. Then he got back on his bike, and just rode away…kinda like a medical Lone Ranger.

If you think you know this doctor, please…send me an email at www.dicksummer.com

I need to find that doctor…and thank him…although I have no idea how to thank him enough. Because the woman whose life he saved, is my wife. My Lady Wonder Wench.