I just had a memory. There was a rule in high school that if you could get off the pad before the bar dropped, it was a good jump. We all developed a way of bouncing and doing a reverse flip off the side of the pad. I rode the bar all the way around, but it didn't fall. I walked upright under the bar after I was sure it wasn't going to fall.

I did the flop in high school. I cleared my height by 1/2 an inch. Condolences to Dick's family and friends.

The only correct answer is to put it back. You know how chewy big clams are?

In college I had a '76 Duster with a Slant 6 and 4 on the floor. That thing couldn't get out of it's own way. Dusters were notorious for sagging rear springs making for the first "Carolina Squat". I put a set of air shocks on mine to bring it up.

Thanks man!

"...have the Irish Naval Service take her to the warmer waters of the Canary Islands..."

I'll bet there's a line for that duty.

Murrells Inlet, SC would be a good place to conduct a research project. Forty years ago I could fill a bucket with nice selects in 30 minutes just walking from the shore. I quit picking oysters years ago because the quantity and size diminished so much. Too many people picking on too few beds. It doesn't help that development is causing many of the beds to permanently close.

So, you've seen me drive?

He also wrote poetry and played the piano. And gave Mehnard an autograph once. He was very congenial.

I note that there's a lot of snowfall in the mountains already.

Elegant is the exact right word.

I was a diver in college. The way she hit water didn't hurt much. You want pain? A reverse and a half that you know you aren't going to make so you stay tucked... That's a broken nose.

If you find my disc down there...

It's a shame they had long prison sentences when they should have gotten short ropes.