HELLO AGAIN!

Yeah, I know I haven't posted in a long time. It's called procrastination, which I have honed to a fine art over the years. I figure the more I put things off, the longer I'll live. Sounds crazy, but it just might work. A Lubavitcher rabbi once explained that we all have a mission in life, and once we fulfill it, we die. He wasn't very happy when I opined (in my sensible way) that we should find out what our mission is, then stall so as to live forever! Hey, God's eternal, right? So why should HE care how long we take to do our job? Anyhow, only the good die young----as they say. Being already 56, I'm obviously past all hope of being good. Not that I'm EVIL, mind you, but I have my faults. Ask my mother-in-law; she LOVES ennumerating them. At any rate, if I live long enough, I'll probably evolve into froggy, here. Well, I always WAS bass-ackward. Why change now?