Summer Smarm
b'I am sitting here in my big, manly, comfortable, black leather poppa chair in my living room, having survived a "Richard" morning. As any honest, Louie-Louie Generation guy will admit, one of the good things about having some years in your rear view mirror is that eventually you learn when to say yes, when to say no, and when to say, Whoopie and when to say, Whoops. \\n\\tMy Lady Wonder Wench saw a very loud, Whoopie coming this morning, and that\'s why she said, Richard. When she says RICHARD like that...it always gets my attention. \\n\\tMy Lady Wonder Wench is the only person in the world, besides the IRS, the FAA, and the Department of Motor Vehicles that calls me Richard. And that\'s only when my testosterone has betrayed me, and I do something that can best be described as adolescent, immature, and or smarmy. I guess I hit the jackpot this morning.'