- Two thirtyish women at work, one of them Betty, decided they needed to lose weight, and agreed to provide moral support to each other in "counting carbs."
First thing every work morning they would put their heads together and each would tell the other everything that had been consumed the preceding day, as well as why some things "didn't count."
One lunch hour I joined several women in the cafeteria, one of whom was Betty. A couple of minutes after finishing a small and healthy meal, she left us and returned a couple of minutes later with frosted carrot cake and a fork.
Silly me: "Betty, how many carbs in carrot cake?"
Betty: "None, Richards."
- Not long after we started dating, Dee Dee decided to share an apartment with two girls. One evening when I arrived to pick her up, we somehow got into a brief conversation about Women's Lib. It was a hot topic, this being the early to mid-1970's, and I think she had just been discussing it with her roommates, who had disappeared into their bedrooms.
Dee lectured me on women and their rights and abilities for a moment, and my recollection is that her tone made it sound as if I had been out campaigning against women or something. In any case, I decided to have some fun and asked her "Well if we're so equal, why don't you pay for any of our dates? Why do I always pay for dinner, drinks, and everything?"
Dee shouted toward her roommates, "It's over."
- My secretary at Blue Cross had been promoted (to become the secretary of my boss) and I had promoted a young woman, Kathy, to replace her.
She had only been my secretary for a short time and I didn't know a great deal about her life outside the office, but I did know that she had a Puerto Rican boyfriend.
On returning to work after a 4th of July weekend, I asked her "what did you do over the long weekend?"
"Went to a spicnic."
Way back when, more than thirteen months ago, I committed to posting a couple of times a week for a year, and I am happy to say that I've met that goal. But I am running out of things to say, running out of stories about myself and my past that might prove interesting or amusing to other people. I'll continue posting on Wednesdays and Sundays for perhaps several more weeks, but that will be it.
No doubt memories will surface from time to time and I will write about them here, but there won't be any regularity to this. I am grateful to have learned that I have acquired a few dedicated readers, and in the event you would be interested in knowing when I have added a post here, you can fiddle with the "Subscribe to Posts" link at the bottom of the page, which will offer you a choice of ways to be notified of new posts, allowing you to avoid having to actually come to the blog to find out.
I have a political blog elsewhere which I will shut down soon due to lack of interest, both mine and readers at large. It has been suggested to me that I could post here about other matters, but I don't want to change the nature of the blog, which is and was intended to be entirely narcissistic.
It is possible that something will move me to start yet another blog of some kind, and if I do then I will post a link here.
We're not *quite* at the end here, but I want to say thank you to those who have enjoyed these posts.