Dieter’s Grace
“Now I sit down to dine.
May self-control make temperance mine.
If I should diet before I rise,
May deprivation slim my thighs.
“And if I try, it’s only just
That I be sprinkled with magic dust
That makes me allergic, oh my, please,
To rice cakes, lettuce, and cottage cheese.” — Pearl Hoffman
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March 1, 2009 
Post Scripts
Spot Check
One day while baby-sitting my then 7-year-old granddaughter, Elizabeth, my husband and I took her to the mall. As we were walking, she spotted the directory of stores with the “You are here” designation. Rather surprised, she said, “Gee, how did they know where we were going to be before we got here?” Suzan L. [...]
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What’s His Line
My son, who works for the State Department, has never said much about his job to his 6-year-old son, Seth. This was evident one day recently when I visited and asked my grandson what his daddy did for a living. Seth thought for a moment and replied, “I think he works for the Secret Circus.” [...]
July 29, 2010 | Read more »
Circumstances
Of jobs it’s true today, There’s a disastrous dearth. Grown kids move home to stay. You’re back to giving berth. Lois Muehl Iowa City, Iowa
July 29, 2010 | Read more »
No Matter How You Slice It
A guy orders a pizza. When it’s ready, the counterman asks, “Shall I cut it into four or eight pieces?” “Better make it four. I don’t think I can eat eight.” Harold Goldwasser Los Angeles, California
July 29, 2010 | Read more »
Letter-Man
My uncle loved crosswords so much that on the day he died, he asked to be buried six down and three across. Stephen Corrett Croton-on-Hudson, New York
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