"Height Rewires Women's Brains"
Men's height short-circuits the female brain. I thought that this very short video was worth posting. It basically says that women actually are NOT able to establish (differentiate) between if a man is cute or if he is just tall. That means an ugly man who is six-feet-four will be successful. Interesting. I like this interpersonal stuff.
https://youtube.com/shorts/FH5e6mAu_6U?is=a-Z-DMoaGvJXLlf6
August 29, 2026, home
Happy Birthday Speedy !!! You look good for your age. Are you celebrating with your pot-smoking cousin Slow Poke Rodriguez?
August 29, 2026, home
From husband Bill, August 29, 2026, home
❤️ ... I love everything about Canada, except for its politics, especially not its Trump Derangement Syndrome. This meme is funny, so I thought I would share it with you. MAGA !!! Hey, he could have renamed it Lake Trump ... or the Gulf of Trump like he did with "Palm Beach International Airport," now officially named "President Donald J. Trump International Airport." 👍 LOL 😆 ... My wife is from T.O. (Toronto, Ontario, Canada).
From husband Bill
Today (August 28, 2026) is International Read Comics In Public Day. Yes, I have read comics in public, mostly in the cars of the New York City subways and in the trains of the Long Island Rail Road in the mid-1990s.
My favorite comic book character is Jughead Jones (Forsythe Pendleton Jones III), but I didn't start reading his comic books until the mid-1990s, when I was in my mid-30s. At that time, I was working in New York City as a reporter, writer, editor, and researcher for an international weekly magazine on the financial and technical aspects of the chemical industry.
My brain was immersed in complex information every day, so I decided that I needed something simplistic to read during my non-working hours. I remembered that I liked Jughead in the 1960s and 1970s (newspaper comics, TV cartoons), so I started picking up the Jughead Jones Digests every month at the supermarket to take my mind off of chemicals.
I have been a fan of Jughead since I was a kid in the 1960s. I enjoyed the comic strips, which I still do, and The Archies Show cartoon TV series that aired for one season in 1968, when I was seven years old.
I am a huge fan of Jughead Jones, mainly because we are very much alike: He's lazy, awkward, clumsy, and a free spirit, plus he likes to eat, especially hamburgers, and is NOT popular with the ladies.
I still have those digests from the 1990s.
From husband Bill, August 28, 2026, homep
I prefer red wine to white wine. I like Italian red wines, especially a nice fruity Chianti, and Austrian (not Australian) dry white wines.
Hint: If you need to stay awake for partying, drink white wine. If you want to relax and fall asleep/pass out, drink red wine.
From husband Bill, August 28, 2026, home
I like cherry turnovers. I am sure that I would love them with chocolate ice cream.
From husband Bill, August 28, 2026, home
I do have one (pre-knotted) bow tie: dark purple with somewhat of a paisley pattern.
August 28, 2026, at home
From husband Bill, August 27, 2026, home
I am a big fan of Jesse Lee Peterson, a black American conservative talk show host, political commentator, and Christian minister who started White History Month (July) and Men's History Month (August), both in 2018. Here, he speaks of patriotism.
https://youtube.com/shorts/6YFxiBfXd4Y?is=Eyg474MstfK7UirN
From husband Bill, August 27, 2026, home
My paternal grandmother used to make peach pie when I was a kid in the 1960s and 1970s. She never used a top crust. She would boil the peach pits in water, remove the pits, and then add unflavored powdered gelatin and a few drops of red food coloring to the water. She would pour the hot liquid over the freshly sliced peaches in the pie shell before baking. The pie would have this, well, pinkish-white, gelatinous substance on top. I liked it.
These days, we know that peach pits, as well as the pits of cherries and plums, contain small amounts of amygdalin, a chemical that can break down into the poisonous chemical cyanide when digested, so do NOT include these boiled pits in your recipes.
From husband Bill, August 27, 2026, home
I don't think that I have ever eaten this.
From husband Bill, August 27, 2026, home
National Just Because Day is an opportunity to do stuff ... just because.
August 27, 2026, home
From husband Bill, August 26, 2026, home
Cherry Popsicles are OK. I prefer the Fudgsicle (chocolate). The "S" is silent, so it is pronounced "fuj-ih-kell." I also like Creamsicles (orange cream).
August 26, 2026, home
From husband Bill, August 25, 2026, home
I created and uploaded onto my YouTube channel another food-review video. (length: 4 minutes, 43 seconds)
Food Review: Nutella Peanut (August 25, 2026)
From husband Bill, August 25, 2026, home
I am not all that fond of banana splits.
From husband Bill, August 25, 2026, home
Whiskey Sours are OK.
August 25, 2026, home
From husband Bill, August 24, 2026, home
My paternal grandmother used to make peach pie when I was a kid in the 1960s and 1970s. She never used a top crust. She would boil the peach pits in water, remove the pits, and then add unflavored powdered gelatin and a few drops of red food coloring to the water. She would pour the hot liquid over the freshly sliced peaches in the pie shell before baking. The pie would have this, well, pinkish-white, gelatinous substance on top. I liked it.
These days, we know that peach pits, as well as the pits of cherries and plums, contain small amounts of amygdalin, a chemical that can break down into the poisonous chemical cyanide when digested, so do NOT include these boiled pits in your recipes.
From husband Bill, August 24, 2026, home
I occasionally like waffles, but I prefer pancakes.
From husband Bill, August 24, 2026, home
When my dad (R.I.P: 1934-1997) retired in the mid-1990s, he moved to Maryland, near Baltimore, from Long Island, New York. I visited him there a couple of times.
August 24, 2026, home
Yearbook photos: 1979
From husband Bill, August 23, 2026, home
I created and uploaded a short video onto my YouTube channel of photos of myself from the 1979 yearbook of my high school in West Islip, Long Island, New York. (length: 1 minute, 36 seconds)
Photos of Myself in the "FORE 'N AFT 1979," Yearbook of West Islip High School (August 23, 2026)
From husband Bill, August 23, 2026, home
I found my inner nerd (and outer nerd) as a preteen in the 1960s, playing with my chemistry set. Hey, my favorite job (1992 to 1996) was reporting, writing, editing, and researching for an international weekly magazine on the financial and technical aspects of the chemical industry based in New York City (Manhattan). I was also a member of the CB Radio Club in high school in the later 1970s. Also, I have two high school diplomas and two university degrees.
I am still in the preliminary stages of self-publishing a book of my poems. I am still writing an autobiographical novel.
My Uncle Phil has called me a nerd, and my cousin John has called me a dork. Both were quite perceptive.
From husband Bill, August 23, 2026, home
My dear cousin Scott introduced me to the Cuban sandwich, as well as Cuban coffee (Café con Leche), when I visited him and his brother Burt while on spring break in Miami in February 1982. They were attending the University of Miami. I was attending Villanova University near Philadelphia.
Two friends from 'Nova and I drove my car (two-seater Ford EXP, four-speed) 24 straight hours to spend a week in Florida. It was a hatchback, so we alternated who slept in the "trunk." I dropped them off in Fort Lauderdale, and then I continued south onto Miami.
(Although I am not Hispanic, I do like Cuban food.)
From husband Bill, August 23, 2026, home
I absolutely dislike sponge cake and pound cake, well, all cake unless there is more frosting than cake. I absolutely dislike Strawberry Shortcake. I dislike sponge cake. I dislike strawberries. I dislike whipped cream.
August 23, 2026, home
"Height Rewires Women's Brains" Men's height short-circuits the female brain. I thought that this very short video was wor...
