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Online since 2009, the Stu Pitt Stuff blog is cool, fun and funny. Sometimes wildly entertaining, sometimes even brilliant, and occasionally serious. Based in America (in trendy L.A.) Stu Pitt Stuff uses humor, wisdom and truth to shine a light on life's absurdities (and other stuff) and offers Stu Pitt solutions to life's problems.

Spend some time on this blog. If you do, you will laugh, you will learn things, and you might just improve your life. At the very least, you will smile. Feel free to binge-read, there are nearly 600 posts on this blog.

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watch what you say

I was in the supermarket, looking at the TV dinners. Next to me was an older lady. She pointed at the Hungry Man dinners, laughed, and said, "You know, they should rename those products. Hungry Man is no longer politically correct. It favors men and excludes women. They should rename it 'Hungry Person'.

I laughed and agreed. As she walked away, I had a creative thought.

I called out to the lady, "No, not Hungry Person. Hungry Human!"

She kept walking and, over her shoulder, gave me a thumbs up.

Then, when I thought about it, I realized that, to be politically correct, you can't use the word human anymore. Hu man. It contains the word "man". OMG, after millions of years, we have to find another word for our species! How about hu person?

my swimming pool

No, it's not "my" pool. It's the swimming pool in the community where I live. The clubhouse and pool were recently renovated - and this is what the pool area looks like now. Brand new. Modern, luxurious, gorgeous. It also has numerous large screen outdoor TVs, perfect for sporting events, etc. And barbecue grills. And an outdoor gym. And deer.

Welcome to where I live. In L.A. In the Hollywood Hills. Where I live is like a rural, natural landscape hilly area - a scenic setting with lots of trees, grass, plants, flowers, birds and animals - located in the middle of a huge sprawling city of 12 million people. Am I glad I live in this community? Yes! Am I grateful I live here? Yes!

Sorry, the pool is not open to the public, it's available only to residents and guests. And deer.

You may be a phony

Everyone I see is on their cell phone. Young people and middle aged people, even old people, walking around reading/sending texts. On their cell phone. Walking around with their cell phone in their hand, at the ready, constantly looking down and peering at their phone to see if there is a new message.

Everyone I see is walking around texting. Ignoring the real world. Ignoring other people. Ignoring objects until they bump into them. Living through their cell phones. Phonies.

Anyone who spends all their time with their cell phone is a "phony". Are YOU a phony?

The day of rest

Sunday. Sunday is the day of rest. Except I don’t have a regular job and don’t have/need regular weekends. I don't take days off. Going at my own pace, I keep busy, but not too busy, I prefer to be productive, doing the things I like to do. And avoiding the things I don't like to do. Today, Sunday, the day of rest, I have a lot of important things to do, important things like doing a laundry, taking a shower, getting a haircut, grocery shopping, copyrighting a book, building a website, and getting 2 new iphones.

And, because I got so little sleep, so little rest last night, I can’t do much of anything. I'm too tired to do anything. I hate to “waste” the day, to “sleep the day away”, it feels so “unproductive”. Perhaps I will compromise. I can take a nap THEN, if I feel up to it, I can do a few of the doable things. That may make me feel productive, ish.

A Fortune in Food

I saw something today I have never seen before. A supermarket shopping spree that broke records.

I was in my local supermarket in Burbank, California at 2 PM on a Wednesday, had finished shopping and was checking out, when a checker came over and told my check out person (the manager on duty) that a customer, at the checkout stand 2 aisles over, was buying a lot of groceries, so many groceries that the checker could not finish checking the guy out, because the system was full and would not ring up any more items. What? Can't check out because you're buying too many items!? In all my life, I had NEVER seen that! The checker told the manager that the customer was buying $3,000 worth of groceries. WOW! The manager asked the checker how the guy was paying and the checker said she didn't know but would find out. She went back to her checkout stand, a little shook up. The manager looked at me and said, "In my many many years here, I have never seen anyone buy anywhere near $3,000 worth of groceries in one shopping trip." Neither had I and I have been shopping there for 30 years.

I was obviously interested in why the guy was buying so many groceries. As I was leaving the store, I looked over and saw a line of full shopping carts. Maybe 5-6 full shopping carts. The carts had EVERYTHING in them; food items, household cleaning items, kids' cereals, everything. I looked over at the customer, a medium sized good looking black male, about 30 years old. He looked comfortable standing there in a black t-shirt and pants and waiting to be processed and to pay, like he bought thousands of dollars of groceries all the time. A rich, hungry guy in L.A. Huh, there's no shortage of those. I wondered why he was buying so much stuff. Big party? Stocking a huge house? Feeding a huge family? $3,000 worth of groceries is a LOT of groceries. I was very curious but did not want to intrude and ask him. No one else wanted to ask him either.

I left the store and walked to my vehicle. Speaking of vehicles, I wondered how the big spender was going to transport all the groceries. I looked around the parking lot and saw no convoy of SUVs or trucks. I assumed that he was going to have to have the supermarket deliver it all.

I drove away. As I drove away, I had another thought about the giant purchase, a fortune of food.

As I live in the middle of the Hollywood entertainment industry, among numerous major studios, it also occurred to me that such a large purchase might be part of a movie, TV or music production. A cast party? Props? There are always a lot of entertainment business productions going on nearby. In fact, the TV show, "Superstore", is produced right down the street from the supermarket. Though I had not seen the show, "Superstore" is about the goings on in a "hypermarket", a superstore that sells a ton of different products, including groceries. Aha! Maybe the show was restocking its shelves and needed to show real food and lots of real grocery items - and sent the guy to a real supermarket, the closest supermarket, to buy real stuff to film on the shelves on the fake TV store. Weird, but that makes a lot of sense.

And, until and if I learn the truth, I'm going to speculate that this was why someone spent a record $3,000 buying every imaginable type of grocery product in the supermarket. Welcome to Hollyweird. And a fortune of food.

The next time I went to the supermarket the checker who rang up that huge order confirmed to me that it was indeed the TV show, "Superstore", that made the $3,000 purchase of groceries.

Around the world

Stu Pitt Stuff - it's everywhere!
Recently, online visitors to this blog came from the United States, Canada, UK, France, Germany, Spain, Switzerland, Finland, Poland, Russia, Australia, Israel, Saudi Arabia, United Arab Emirates, Vietnam.

Not just an American blog, Stu Pitt Stuff also gets visitors all over the world: from North America, South America, Europe, The Middle East, Asia, Australia and Africa. Literally from every continent except Antarctica. And, to rectify that, as I am sometimes stubborn (and sometimes weird), I actually tweeted the U.S. research center in Antarctica, McMurdo Station, and emailed someone else at another station in Antarctica, and asked that someone please go online and visit my blog and kindly complete my global guest quest - visitors from all 7 continents.

The point? Never give up. Even if you have to go to Antarctica.

UPDATE: a day later I received an email from an astrophysicist at a research center in Antarctica who said they went online and visited the Stu Pitt Stuff blog. Cool! Or rather, cold; at the time, in Antarctica, it was -63 C (-81 F).

Yes! I completed my global guest quest - blog visitors from all 7 continents. Am I pleased? Very.

Pool Boy

I started playing pool at age 10. At the YMCA. It took me months but I became good at it. I played for hours each Saturday. For years. It helped develop my mind, my brain, my eyesight and my confidence. Good things to develop at age 10.

I loved playing pool. It is a game of logic, a game of math and geometry and angles and a game of skill. Like golf, or bowling, it is you, playing against yourself. I played pool throughout my youth. And beyond. I became good at it. Very good at it. I even impressed my dad, who saw me play and was so impressed, he bought me my own pool cue. I loved that pool stick. Nearly every day, during high school, I went to the local pool hall down the street from the school, and played for an hour or so, before I walked the several miles back home. It was a real pool hall. Darkish, green felt, two hanging lights over the tables, pool cue racks on the wall. I played straight pool and nine ball. I was able to beat nearly everybody in the pool hall and throughout my city. One day, the local "best player" challenged me to a game of straight pool. He was the 4th ranked pool player in the country. His name was Alan Kiehl. He was GOOD. I beat him. OK, he spotted me 10 balls to a game of 25; I only had to sink 15 balls while he had to sink 25, but I won! I beat the 4th best player in the United States! I was 18. Now, THAT was good for a young man's confidence!!!

I even seriously considered going pro, becoming a professional pool player, except they had only a few tournaments in those days and I would have had to travel the country and hustle pool. That can be dangerous, especially when a tough guy in some pool hall loses his money to you and gets angry. In the end, I decided to go to college instead, where I was the best pool player on campus.

As I aged, my eyesight was not as sharp as it needed to be in order to be a really good pool player. Yes, I wore glasses but it wasn't enough. I played occasionally for a few more years but I could no longer play up to my own high standards, due to eye-hand coordination and eyesight. I eventually gave up playing pool. But I can still play in my mind!

I give credit to playing pool for helping to give me a sharp quick mind, which I have had for an entire lifetime. Thank you, pocket billiards, I honor you as you honored me.

where are the butterflies?

Lately, here in the Hollywood Hills of Los Angeles, I have not seen any butterflies. I used to see them around, all the time, now I see none. Where are the butterflies? Did they leave? Did they move to Texas, did they leave California, like many people have? Did the butterflies relocate to greener pastures? Were they driven away by humans? By drought? Are butterflies in my area extinct?

I miss seeing beautiful butterflies flapping their wings and perching on flowers. The butterflies were beautiful. Colorful. Heart lifting. Calming. Nature at its best. Where are they? Where are the butterflies?

And the same thing has happened to the ladybugs. They used to be here. And, sometimes, they would land on my hand, looking cute and colorful.

Message to butterflies and ladybugs: "Come back!"

Are you deficient?

You may be deficient.

Deficient in vitamins.

Vitamin deficiency can be a problem, a big problem. It's a silent epidemic. A silent epidemic that causes serious health problems worldwide. No, I am not a health nut. I found out about vitamin deficiency epidemics the hard way, by being an unknowing victim, by being deficient, deficient in 2 major vitamins.

According to the National Institutes of Health (NIH): "Vitamin D deficiency is a global health problem. With all the medical advances of the century, vitamin D deficiency is still epidemic. Over a billion people worldwide are vitamin D deficient or insufficient. Yet no international health organization or governmental body has declared a health emergency to warn the public about the urgent need of achieving sufficient vitamin D blood levels.

Vitamin D3 deficiency can result in obesity, diabetes, hypertension, depression, fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue syndrome, osteoporosis and neuro-degenerative diseases including Alzheimer’s disease. Vitamin D deficiency may even contribute to the development of cancers, especially breast, prostate, and colon cancers." OMG!

Vitamin B12
According to The Pittsburgh Better Times, 2017, "A recent study published in the Journal of the American Medical Association revealed that more than half of Americans take some form of dietary supplement for their overall health. Our friends and family taking multivitamins, fish oils and other vitamin supplements is nothing new and something we might all consider.

However, too few of us recognize a key vitamin we may be lacking—B12. Vitamin B12 deficiency has become a silent epidemic. Some of the most commonly mentioned side effects include fatigue, lack of energy, sluggishness and dizziness. While there is a bucket full of other causes we might blame for such symptoms—such as lack of sleep, depression or even more serious health risks, such as anemia—the scary truth is that a deficiency in vitamin B12 could ultimately be behind many if not all of these issues mentioned here."

As for me, I was deficient in vitamin D3. AND vitamin B12. I was having symptoms, physical and mental symptoms which were decreasing my quality of life. I attributed the symptoms to aging. I had no idea that it may have been vitamin deficiency. It was. Throughout my adult lifetime, my doctors never checked my vitamin levels. I, the patient, upon doing my own research online, had to ask my doctor to test me for vitamin deficiency. When my doctor orders blood testing for me (1-2 times a year), among other things, the blood test normally includes potassium, calcium and protein. It does NOT normally include vitamins.

The next time you have blood tests, ask your doctor to check your vitamin levels!!! Especially vitamin D and vitamin B12

What about taking vitamin supplements to make sure you're getting enough vitamins? Good idea? Yes. And No. I am not a doctor or a nutritionist, but the research I did reveals that the usual over the counter multivitamins are often not strong enough if you have a deficiency or a tendency towards deficiency. For instance, a major one a day brand has 50 micrograms of the important vitamin B12. My doctor has me on 1,000 micrograms daily. The same brand also has 1200 IU of the important vitamin D3. I am on a daily maintenance dose of 2,000 IU. Even if you take daily supplements, do not assume you are getting enough of the essential vitamins if you happen to be deficient - and don't know it. If possible, get tested. I do it via my doctor. I do not know how (or if) a nutritionist can test to determine nutritional and vitamin deficiencies, or if the testing is covered by health insurance. I looked online but it was not clearly revealed.

Be as healthy as you can. Stay as healthy as you can. It's worth it!

Miss Disco

I miss Disco. I miss the 1970's.

Disco was music you could dance to. Tap your feet to. Sing along with. Like rock & roll, disco had melody, words you could understand, and a good beat. It uplifted you, excited you. Maybe disco seemed so great because back then, baby boomers were young, in their 20's and 30's. Young and full of energy. And surging hormones.

And disco came along in the early-70's, during the age of free love. Free love? Oh, yeah. Women were sexually open, and often welcomed sex for sport, for fun. All you had to do was ask.

guy: "Wanna have sex?"

girl: "OK".

And sometimes a woman would walk up to a man, a man she maybe didn't even know, and ask him if he wanted to have sex. No date, no dinner, no verbal foreplay. Free. Free love. God, I miss the 70's! It had everything: good drugs, good music and good sex.

Let me put you in a 70's mood. From the smash movie, "Saturday Night Fever" (1977), here is the best disco song ever, "Stayin' Alive", by the Bee Gees. Play it and see if you don't nod your head, move your shoulders, tap your feet and feel GOOD. Or, you might get up and dance! Get up and boogie! Or ... strut!

And, if you want some more, here's more

Be A Smiley Face

by Andrew Lawrence

The Magic of a Smile

A genuine smile tells the world you are happy. And the world responds to a smile; people like you when you smile. And when people like you they are more apt to wish you well, to want to make good things happen for you. When you smile people are more attracted to you, you are more approachable, it’s easier to start a conversation and a smile makes other people feel good, it makes other people feel happier, which in turn makes YOU feel good, makes YOU feel happier. It doesn’t have to be a big smile, it can be a little smile … as long as it’s a genuine smile. A genuine smile can work wonders. Put a smile on your face. And if people ask you why you are smiling (and they will) just tell them, “I’m alive. That’s a good reason to smile“.

Make your soul happy
Your soul does not want money, a new car, new clothes, new shoes or a new handbag. Your soul does not want to be petty, vengeful, angry, sad, confused, tired or sick. Your soul does not want to be obese or anorexic, or watch more TV or send and receive more text messages. Your soul does not need a college education or a PhD or a better job or a hot stock or more credit cards. Your soul does not want to drink lots of beer or wine or scotch or rum or bourbon or gin or vodka. Your soul does not want to snort cocaine, shoot heroin, do methamphetamines or smoke marijuana. Your soul does not want to smoke cigars or cigarettes, Your soul does not want to binge on cheeseburgers, pizza, ice cream, potato chips or chocolate (though a little chocolate IS good for the soul).

The soul wants few things. The things a soul wants do not cost money. The things the soul wants are free. The soul wants Peace. It wants Harmony. It wants Nature. It wants Beauty. It wants Love. It wants to be Recognized. It wants to be Happy.

When strangers smile or nod at you, without speaking, that’s their soul recognizing your soul. Saying hello. I often smile or nod at perfect strangers and, if eye contact is made, rarely fail to get a nod or smile in return. That is my soul recognizing their soul and their soul returning the greeting. The recognition feels good. It’s good for the soul. It makes the soul happy. That recognition connects souls, connects people at a higher level, a spiritual level, a metaphysical level, the level of the soul. It makes you feel part of the human race, part of the universe. And also makes you feel that you are not alone.

Put a smile on your face. Be a smiley face.

Do this every day. Do it today. Now. Whenever you see someone, and they're looking your way, smile. Give them a genuine smile. And get one in return. It's 2 souls saying hello. Do it and see how good you feel ... and how much better your life is! Make it a habit.

The above is an excerpt from my book, "The Happiness Transformation". If you want to be happy, now, and for the rest of your life, click here.

How To Go To Sleep

How To Stop Worrying And Go To Sleep At Night

use a Worry Box

Can't go to sleep at night? Is worrying keeping you up at night, causing insomnia? Try this easy, fast FREE trick!

You need enough sleep. You need enough sleep in order to function and in order to restore and rejuvenate your mind and your body.

Tens of millions of people have insomnia and other sleep problems. Stress, worry and fear can be major contributors to sleep (and non-sleep) problems. It is very common for people to toss and turn all night or sleep too few hours or not sleep at all. This may often be due to one’s mind continuing to focus (at top speed) on problems instead of shutting down at night and resting.

When I was in my 20’s, and a money market trader on Wall Street, I had the very same problem. I had a job that required me to function at an extremely high level, continually, all day long. From 7AM to 7PM. I could not go to sleep at night because my mind was still racing, reviewing the day’s work (and problems) and planning the next day’s work (and problems). The lack of sleep began to interfere with my ability to function on the job at the required high level. If this continued, I would not be able to do my job effectively and I would soon be tired, and fired. I had to get more sleep. When I realized that it was my mind that was keeping me awake until 1AM - 2AM, I decided I had to do something about it. What did I do? How did I solve the problem? What I did was make a deal with my brain. The deal was that when it was time to go to sleep I would take all my problems, worries and fears out of my brain and set them down on the nightstand next to my bed. I promised my brain that all my problems, worries and fears would still be there on the nightstand in the morning when I woke up and I would pick all my problems up off the nightstand, put them back in my brain, and my brain could start spinning and racing and worrying all over again. After a few nights of trying this it began to work. I fooled my brain. I trained my brain. Now, when it was time to go to sleep, I was able to lay down, put my problems and worries and fears aside, and go to sleep. And in the morning, I was refreshed and ready to face the day. That was decades ago and since then, when I get into bed, I lay down my troubles. And have no trouble going to sleep at night.

In addition, I learned something else; a lot of the things I worried about at night disappeared or lessened when I went to pick them up off the nightstand the next morning.

When it’s time to go to sleep, the day is finished. Put your worries down. When day is done and it’s time for sleep, there is nothing more you can actually do right now about your existing problems, worries and fears. Put them down on the nightstand, dresser etc or, if you prefer, place an empty box near your bed to put your problems in at night (just don't trip over it when you get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night). And, don’t worry, all your problems, worries and fears will still be there in the morning. Or not. Meanwhile, you can go to sleep.

And, if you wish, you can even write down your worries on a piece of paper and physically put them in the box. And, in the morning, you can once again pick them up. Or not.

As for the box, any empty box will do. Any color. It may help if the box has a lid and you can leave it open to easily put in your worries, problems and fears. No, it doesn’t have to be a large box. Unless you have a LOT of worries.

The above is an excerpt from my amazon paperback book, "The Happiness Transformation". To buy the book and find out how to be happy now, and for the rest of your life, click here

No chirping

The landlord is renovating my apartment complex. Among other things, they replaced the sliding door to my balcony with a new one that is highly energy efficient and provides better insulation. It will more efficiently keep the heat and air conditioning inside, saving me money on my electric bill.

What I did notice is that, inside my apartment, I also now hear almost no noise from outside. Normally, that's a good thing but now I no longer hear the birds chirping outside. That's not a good thing. I did enjoy hearing the birds' daily chirping in the early morning hours. Birds chirping. A sound of nature. A sound of life. Now gone.

No more hearing birds chirping outside? What can I do about it? I could open the door and hear the birds chirping again. However, at 6 AM, even in warmer months, it's a bit too cold for that. When I get up early and have my coffee at my computer, I could blast the heat and open the door but that defeats the whole purpose of energy efficient doors/windows. What will I do? Give up hearing birds chirping outside? Delay hearing chirping birds until the day warms up enough to open the sliding door to the outside? Or, wait until I leave the apartment and go outside, and once outside, stand there like an idiot and listen to the birds chirping? Buy some birds and keep them in a cage in my apartment? I don't want to do that, birds should live outside and fly in the sky, free, the way nature made them.

What I need is indoor chirping, to replace the no longer available outside chirping.

What I need is a 24/7 "chirping channel" on my cable TV or online. Or a "chirping" app for my cell phone. Yes, that would be a creative chirping solution. Crazy, but creative.

my best posts

There are a lot of posts in the Stu Pitt Stuff blog. You can scroll down and read them in order or visit any or all of the top posts.

My top blog posts:

Marijuana Malls

Tech Warning

Drug Disposal

Lottery Clotheshorse

Recommended books

Hoppy Birthday!

To everyone who is having a birthday

Hoppy Birthday!

poker millionaire

I am an online millionaire. An online poker millionaire. I play online poker.

I am a good online poker player. I play Texas Hold Em. Online. I play everyday, usually at lunchtime. In a relatively short amount of time, I have accumulated $5 million playing online poker. $5 million ... in play money. Play money? Why don't I play online poker for real money? There are two reasons. Firstly, as of this writing, it is still illegal to play real money online poker if you live in the U.S. Secondly, Texas Hold Em poker is not truly a game of skill, there is too much "luck" involved. I did a lot of research, research that revealed that Texas Hold Em poker is, in the end, often a matter of simply getting good cards. Sometimes, you get a streak of terrific winning hands. Sometimes you get all lousy hands. Yes, you can bluff but, in the end, if other players are getting good cards, they will beat you every time.

Based on my 6 months of intensive research, the best way to play Texas Hold Em poker is to play until you hit a streak of good/great cards. Then bet a lot - until your streak ends (which it will sooner or later). The problem with that is that, if you are playing for real money, you may hit a good streak right away, much later, or never. So you may need a great deal of real money to survive until/unless you do hit a good streak. Statistically, you could get a hundred bad hands - in a row. Or a thousand. Or a million! You would soon go broke playing bad cards. That's why I don't play poker for real money. It's a matter of streaks, good and bad. Meanwhile, I get mildly excited playing online poker for play money. And that's enough for me to keep playing. To gamble with REAL money, I play the lottery. It's only $2 a game. And it's exciting to imagine winning millions of REAL dollars! And I only need one $2 ticket to win a huge jackpot. Yes, the odds of winning the lottery jackpot are like 292 million to 1. So what? Somebody eventually alway wins. Why not me?



Pneumonia. An infection of the lungs. A nasty disease. Plus, it's really hard to spell.

I have a better idea.

If you get pneumonia for the first time, it's a new ailment. Why don't we call it/spell it "newmonia", new monia.

If you already had newmonia and get it again, why don't we call it oldmonia? Or remonia?

What's YOUR life purpose?

What's your true purpose in life?

Find out here

Bore dumb

Sometimes my mind goes blank. My mind is empty, not a thought in sight. I don't have anything to do for the moment. And I can't think of anything to do. It's boredom. I am sitting here doing nothing, not thinking, not doing anything. It's both nice and scary. Nice in that it is relaxing. Scary because I am totally idle and afraid it will continue forever. I like to utilize my brain and for the last half-hour, it's not working, it's empty, idle, the off switch activated. Will my brain start up again? When? Am I brain dead but alive, conscious and alert? Have I literally lost my mind?

Boredom. Boredom makes me feel dumb. Boredumb. Luckily, boredom is not permanent. Life restarts. Even though idleness and nothingness has taken over, sooner or later, life once again will require our attention. Good. Or bad. Either way, boredumb will end. And, after life and its busyness reigns again, I will long for boredumb to return.

stop pot

Toking Toddlers

Kids should not smoke weed. Young people should not smoke weed. Even if it became legal.

Making marijuana taboo and/or declaring it illegal for underage people won't work, it'll just make kids want it even more. Like cigarettes and alcohol. So, how do we effectively stop underage kids from smoking marijuana? It's easy. All we have to do is show underage youngsters a bunch of old people smoking pot!

Their reaction? "Ewww. Old people smoke marijuana? Not cool. I ain't gonna do weed. Ever."

Hey kids, guess what?
Your GRANDMA smokes weed!

That'll stop kids from using marijuana. Problem solved.

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Communication via images




I'll be back.

Do not read the bible

GQ's Citizen of the Year is a black millionaire NFL player who refused to stand during the US National Anthem and instead knelt on the field to protest racism, insulting and alienating millions of NFL fans

"GQ: Men's Fashion, Style, Grooming, Fitness, Lifestyle, News & Politics". GQ used to be known as Gentlemen's Quarterly magazine. It was founded in 1931. GQ also published a list of 21 books "you don't have to read". According to the editors of GQ, among the books you don't have to read is the Bible. According to GQ, "It is repetitive, self-contradictory, sententious, foolish, and even at times ill-intentioned."

Also on the GQ list of books you don't have to read is "The Old Man and the Sea" and "The Catcher in the Rye", two of the best books I have ever read ... and over my lifetime I've read thousands. As a book reader, and an author, I am highly insulted. Famous books you don't have to read? Because a bunch of literary elitists at GQ decided which books we ought not bother to read? Are the GQ editors young, and arrogant, with the attention span of a goldfish? Or are they just lefty loony liberal elites, with a lack of literary history?

In addition, GQ has a long history of being non-inclusive, appealing mainly to males. According to current liberal standards, this makes GQ anti-women and politically incorrect. Hmm. Maybe GQ belongs on a a list of the most overrated publications, publications you don't have to read.

Drinking too much

Here are some signs that you are drinking too much


"Some signs that your drinking habits are turning unhealthy include gaining weight, being sick more often, your skin is suffering, taking more risks, forgetting things, trouble sleeping, feeling down and skipping out on responsibilities."

I don't drink but those are the same signs I noticed as I was getting old!

McChicken sandwich with spider

From FoxNews

A McDonald’s customer was in for a not-so-tasty surprise when she bit into her McChicken Sandwich Monday afternoon.

Classical singer Ciara Harvie was eating at a McDonald’s in Edinburgh, Scotland, when she discovered a dead spider nestled between the shreds of lettuce in her sandwich.

Ewww. Is that going to be a new McDonald's offering, the McSpider?