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Al Batt: My neighbor nearly got a DOI ticket — driving on ice
Buying used underwear. That has nothing to do with this column, but I had to start it some way.
Buying used underwear. That has nothing to do with this column, but I had to start it some way.
No one is fully prepared to become a year older in just one day.
I felt like I should be pulling a semitrailer.
I took a sales course early in my life.
I kicked a skunk with my bare foot. In retrospect, I’d rather have had someone else kick the skunk.
It’s good to shake the cobwebs off occasionally.
The day had a wobble in it.
I knew him a little, but not a lot. “How are you doing?” I asked.
The Loafers’ Club was meeting at the Cafe. “Getting stuck wouldn’t be a problem if everyone drove as I do,” said one. “I’ve never once been ...
New Year’s resolutions are something we hope other people make.
Tales from Exit 22 by Al Batt Have you ever had one of those days when everything went right? I haven’t either. A friend claims ...
It was back when rocks were soft and coffee came in only one size — a cup.
The doorbell rang. I opened the door and a robed visitor accompanied by sitar music, walked in out of the dimming twilight.
Lip lilac, visage violet or mug holly.
Tales from Exit 22 by Al Batt Joe was dying. But he got over it. The report of his imminent demise had been greatly exaggerated. ...