RIP

Fred takes a short cut through a graveyard at midnight and is disturbed to hear a regular tapping sound. The noise gets louder and Fred stumbles across a man in a suit tapping away at a headstone. Fred looks over the man’s shoulder and sees he’s adding an “e” to the end of the name carved in the stone. “A little late for work like that isn’t it?” says Fred . “Yes,” says the man. “But it couldn’t wait. They spelled my name wrong.”

Laughter is the Best Medicine

Dad always thought laughter was the best medicine. I guess that was why several of us died of tuberculosis.

Times are Changing

A few decades ago we had Johnny Cash, Bob Hope and Steve Jobs. Now we have no Cash, no Hope and no Jobs. Please don't let Kevin Bacon die.