"Dollars & Sense"
I want to thank my friend Earl Rudis for posting this under my name. I can’t stress this enough: Your review doesn’t have to be as detailed or prosaic as the book itself. “Evan & Elle” is 86,512 words long. Your review can be just two. “Loved it!” will suffice. But if I sent you a pre-pub copy or some other freebie advance, please, please, please find some way to post a review along side the existing 22. I thought by now I’’d have 50. Seems a long way off.
I’ve accepted an invitation to address the Pittsburgh chapter of Meeting Planners International on Wednesday, Nov. 9 at the Rivers Club downtown. The event is not open to the We’re going to be talking about “Fred Rogers & The Art of Being Defiantly Kind.”
Today’s topic: “Dollars and …”
• Observe that women who purse their lips are apt to put their mouth where their money is.
•Tell anyone who says they have money burning a hole in their pockets you’ll sell them some asbestos underwear.
• After residing in it for several months, ask the people who just sold you their old home or apartment if they used to hide bags of money in odd places. If they say no and ask why, just smile and say, “No reason.”
• How much money one earns is among the most inefficient ways to keep score in life. It's a pity it's so damn easy for all the scorekeepers.
• If the love of money is truly the root of all evil then I must be one of the world's most virtuous men. Money and me, we're barely on speaking terms.
• When I see the family wreckage that often results from excessive money and the resulting greed, by God, I'm proud to be poor. That feeling persists right up to the moment the Xfinity bill arrives.
• Dreamt I was involved in an immoral activity with a prominent female. Her lawyers offered a large sum of money to avoid a scandal. Dream me refused. Dream me has more character than wide-awake me.
• I’d take high road more often but I always get hassled by cops whenever they see a car as crappy as mine in nice neighborhoods.
… Sense”
• John Doe is a pseudonym for someone lost and unidentifiable, often for medical reasons. Point out that someone who’s lost and just stupid is a John D’oh!
• Honesty without tact is like brain surgery without anesthesia. The procedure might work, but the complications can kill.
• Given the trajectory of human intellect, the only time everyone will be correct is when we're all wearing "I'm With Stupid" shirts.
• In the future, "stupid" will be spelled "stoopid" so we can add additional "o's" to illustrate the degree of stoopidity.
• True serenity cannot be achieved until you realize the senselessness of trying to change the minds of the mindless.
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