Fuzzyologist Jane Goodall died at 91. She was not a relative of the great chess organizer Mike, but… Mike was in court on a possession charge. Judge heard Mike’s last name, said: Any relation to Jane? Instantly, Mike’s lawyer said: “They’re married, Your Honor”. Case dismissed. “You’re kidding”, I said. “He bought that?!” “That’s what I was paying him for”, Mike said about his counsel’s quick thinking, then shared a riddle. “What do you call a judge with an IQ of 50?” “What.” “Your Honor.”

I said that I neglect my blogs because if I write or imagine something worthy of a book, I save it for a book. And if it’s not serious enough to keep, I put it on Facebook.   Eventually, nothing gets blogged, because FB posts are so much easier to write than blog entries.   On a social network, you’re connected to the readers somehow. Sometimes you tell people “how the hell do we know each other”, but there’s always something — even a friend of a friend of someone whose comment you liked shares a sliver of your experience. …