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Beam Me Up

When you were a kid, remember watching the Twilight Zone or Star Trek or the Jetsons and wondering if any of those cool gizmos they had would ever be invented? Some of them have been – like the universal translator and computers you can talk to – and others are deemed eminently possible by leading scientists – transponders!. So, it got me to thinking: what space age, futuristic gadget would I most like to see here and now? Transporter? Jet pack? Orgasmatron?

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Wiped Out

Who thinks that a mirror hung five feet off the ground has any value whatsoever in a women’s room? A man, that’s who. And until men stop designing our public bathrooms, we will  never, ever be satisfied. For god’s sake, let women design those bathrooms and you’ll not only see a more satisfied, happier half of society, you’ll also see what could be a significant economic bounce.

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(Male) Members Only

You and I aren’t members of this club. And we never can  be. And that’s a shame, because that’s where so much of the networking and gladhanding and atta boys happen. Yeah, I don’t have penis envy, but I DO have Penis Club envy.

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Just a Gigilo

Watching TV late one night, just flicking through channels, I happened upon a show that I thought would be kinda funny: Gigilos. And it is. But it got me thinking: how many women actually  . . . ah. . . . HIRE them?

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Downhill Racer

When you’re a kid, you always think “when I grow up, I’ll. . .” . . . fill in the blank. Once you’re older and working, then you start thinking, ” someday I want to. . .” Or later still “when I retire, I’ll. . .”.  I started thinking the other day about how much longer I’ll be around. Yeah, a little morbid, but at 62 (yes! 62!) mortality is starting to look you in the eye. At most I can count on  another 40 years – Grandma Lo Sapio lived to 103 – but realistically, I figure I’ve got maybe 20 good years before I’m too frail to do all those things I’ve been waiting to do, and another 10 to just hang around. So, what am I waiting for?

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