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My mother mother had a quaint notion of the things a gentlemen carried in his pockets - a money clip and a small pocket knife. She got me both and I promptly lost both.

I keep a little cash $20 - 30.00 folded in my pocket and I have a very thin wallet for ID and cards.

Time wasters are a common problem for any service professional. I talk to at least one person every day who is looking for free legal advice. At 15 minutes, I tell them I will need a consulting fee to keep talking.

prescriptive vs. descriptive

A friend of mine had quite a long close relationship with a young couple. The three of them went everywhere together. Eventually, they broke up with him. They thought he was trying to come between them.

No, they don't always get it right. But I did notice that they get it right with respect to problem gambling. Not a word in the description about addiction. They call it what it is, a disorder.

That is incorrect. A compulsion is a repetitive behavior from which an actor is unable to refrain. An addiction is a compulsion compounded by a physical dependency.

I think it is important to distinguish between compulsive behaviors and addictions.

That's something at least. It is classified as a behavioral addiction, implying that behavioral addiction and substance addiction are distinct from each other.

I like Aussie. It has the intelligent, erudite sound of British without the imposing, pretentious sound. And Brits who've lived in the US for awhile and toned down their accents sound good also.

Thank you for making the important point that an interpretation that you find useful is not true in an absolute sense.

Isn't it a chain?

I like nearly any vegetable, except for okra, maybe. I'm also lazy about fixing them. Mainstays are spinach, romaine, bibb lettuce, broccoli, asparagus, green beans, carrots, red onions, green onions, cucumbers. potatoes, yams, sweet potatoes, red bell peppers. I like to make Japanese pickles - thinly-sliced cucumbers, radishes and green onions marinated with rice vinegar, sugar and a little salt for 15 or 20 minutes. It's one of my favorite condiments. Haven't made it very much in a long time, but I used to make ratatouille all the time. I had a great recipe that I had gotten out of a Sunset cookbook. It was my go-to dish for potlucks. I could always count on taking an empty dish home.

It's a lot of fun being a fit old geezer. A while ago, a young guy asked me if he could take my picture to show his father. The other day, some young guy came up and said,"man, you are JACKED. How old are you?"

This aesthetician that I went to cleaned my pores manually. It was uncomfortable, but my skin looks smooth and with a lot fewer imperfections. I thought it was an hour well spent. I think [uSER=19303]@europeanman[/uSER] is confusing apples and oranges. I don't think reasonable people think that the treatments they get from aestheticians are any long-term remedy for lines, wrinkles, etc. On the other hand, if you're looking for a simple, non-invasive way to improve the appearance of the skin surface, an aesthetician is a reasonable option.

Big difference between the two. "Not caring" comes from a place of supreme confidence, knowing that you have nothing to prove. "I'm too old, so I may as well not try" comes from resignation and powerlessness.

You might have misunderstood. What I read in his message is that he doesn't care - there are more important things.

There's no faster way to improve the appearance of your skin. I get exfoliating gloves at Walgreen's and go over my entire body a couple times in a week. Makes your skin look smooth and healthy.

There was something about Perricones products that my skin didn't like. I actually got blisters from his products.

Well of course you go to an MD for botox, fillers, etc. I would definitely keep my distance from an aesthetician who offered such services. But for a pleasant relaxing experience that improves the skins appearance, why would I spend the kind of money an MD charges?

When I was growing up, nobody shampooed every day. It was a once-a-week thing.

I'm going to start taking better care of it. My partner sees an aesthetician monthly for a serious facial and he uses products that he gets through her-Lira is the brand. I went to her last week for a facial, and I enjoyed it, and my skin looks great. I actually fell asleep on the table. She has a vaguely eastern European accent and I was able to imagine that I was at a spa in Baden Baden or Dubrovnik or some such place.

Or "amandine" as the French say.

I've taken just a few doses of it. It makes me terribly absent minded. On the occasion that I take that sort of drug, half an ativan does the trick.

I think he was predisposed to substance abuse, always had a glass of wine in his hand. One time we were at brunch. He picked up his water glass to take a sip, the glass slipped from his hand, fell to the table aND shattered. I thought that the glass had slipped from his hand because he was half-tanked. But he immediately said, "Did you see that!? That glass shattered in my hand!" He raised a fuss with the server, with the restaurant owner, told the story to several people. And that wasn't what happened at all. I clearly saw what had actually happened. Another one of those "denial is an amazing thing" moments.