JustMiddleAgedManThings

Sensitive subject. Let's just say... the sandtrap (har har).

Why do we need a rice cooker, can't we cook rice in a pot? If it's good enough for the Chinese... Oh, don't look at me like that, that wasn't offensive.

Jennifer! Good to have you with us. I'm Harry, this is my wife Lynn, and that young man slinking down in his seat is my son Mike. Sit up straight, Mike. Don't worry, Jenny, Mike "doesn't like girls" so I won't try to pair you off. He should be so lucky! Oh Lynn, I'm just kidding. Jenny knows, don't you Jenny? We'll have a round of Diet Cokes, Lynn will want a lemon, and what can you tell me about your specials tonight?

Also, that's kind of the point, you politically incorrect dickwad.

A lot of my widowed friends spend extra time at the "19th hole," and others spend a lot of time in Dunkin' Donuts.

We go to Ruby Tuesday's every few weeks. I like the Asiago Peppercorn Sirloin. Lynn likes the Crab Cake Dinner. We've talked about changing it up, but I really like that sirloin.

As far as I'm concerned, Washington is full of jokers.

You can trust a Henry or a John or a Mark.