You're more of a man than 99% of the males I've known in my nearly seven decades on this mortal coil.

My personal sports highlight was on my 21st birthday. I jitterbugged with 21 women in less than five minutes at Myron's Ballroom in Los Angeles. They were all in their late fifties and early sixties, but they gave me the workout of a lifetime. It was a miracle that I survived.

Freddie looks more like a Jungian than a Freudian.

This is what those "toothless neoliberalism boring boomers" had to face down in Berkeley in 1969. The blood you see on the road ahead of you was shed by them.

I took a whole class on hermeneutics in college. I didn't learn a thing in that class. I just had to figure it out for myself.

Any vet can scan (usually for free) for a chip that would have the owner's contact information. Unless they never chipped him, in which case, Buster has a new daddy.

Anytime you can find the time.

I still have my stats syllabus from college. It definitely wasn't easy to get through that class. Congratulations!