TSK! TSK!

Today's news is that I received an interesting comment on my blog "To Believe or not to Believe".

I think millions of years ago the aliens dropped off some bacteria here and we evolved to the point of driving a 165 lb person in a vehicle weighing about 2500 lbs and runs on dead dinosuar fuel. Now they are so scared of us, they only skim the surface here and are waiting for us to annihilate ourselves so they can start again with a different bacteria. A very patient group, those aliens. (Anonymous)

Now, I don't know if that is true or not, but I do know this: I don't know anyone who weighs 165 lbs. And the only bacteria that I know of is active in my neighborhood. It causes female breasts to sag, and men's guts to blow up. It appears only to attack people who are on medicare and who insist on taking their shoes off when getting on a doctor's scale. Now, we have to be very careful about whom we allow on our elevator because the elevator has a limit as to how many bacteria infected medicare patients with sagging breasts and swollen bellies can get on safely. But anyway, I thank "Anonymous" for the explanation about how we arrived on this planet. Now that we are here, we must watch what we eat and try not to get any older than we already are.

Yesterday, my honey was inducted as President of the HLs Chapter of the "City of Hope." The strange thing is that she has not received one hard copy or soft copy card of congratulations. Not a single "Mazeltov"...except from friends. (My son taught me about hard and soft copies...I'm not that astute.) However, she did get a beautiful bunch of flowers from long-time friend, Sally Forman. And her sister Geri did come to the ceremony.

Some of my stupidity manifested itself in the past couple of days, as Ruth Grimsley and I exchanged emails. Ruth lives in Sheffield, South Yorkshire, UK, and is a ninth or tenth cousin to my kids. She has received emails about my poetry book and my Memoirs and would like to buy the Memoirs. We both couldn't think of how to pay for this book, so I told her to stuff British pounds equivalent to the $11 price into an envelope, and I would exchange the notes in my bank...if possible. No one thought that she could use her credit card to buy it until Joel mentioned it! I checked with the publisher and indeed she can buy the book that way. I just forgot that the aliens overseas had credit cards. My bad.