Part of my Geezer mandate, my purpose, is to instruct. People not wanting to be instructed are not my problem. Instructing, napping, and eating pie pretty much sums up my reason to exist, so here’s a lesson. [Read more…]
I’m Joking You
Our young friend, Nurse Rachel, was over the other day, and for some reason, we started talking about practical jokes. You know how old people are, we get on these random history lessons for no apparent reason. Rachel was a [Read more…]
Pie-Thirty
If being a geezer had a flag, it would be a recliner and a TV on a field of blue. If being a Geezer had an official snack, it would be pie. I didn’t create that; it’s a fact. As sure as the nap is the national sport of Geezertopia, pie is its perfect [Read more…]
Designated Remember-er
A side effect of being a Geezer is that some of us lose all of our memories and all of us lose some memories. Everyone, without exception, forgets things. Wait, there’s one exception, and that’s me. I remember everything. Just ask me, [Read more…]
Uncivil War
I’m officially a card carrying Geezer 1st Class, and I still get confused over politics. Maybe I’m not as confused as I am surprised by it. I’m surprised by our inability to realize how humorous society is. [Read more…]
