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I was auto-enrolled in Part A (hospital and institutional care), for which there is no premium, when I turned 65. I was still employed at that time and had medical coverage provided through an employer plan. When I retired at age 69, I enrolled in Part B and Part D, with supplemental plans instead of Advantage plans; premiums were significantly cheaper. My employer still provides a generous annual HSA to help defray premium costs and out-of-pocket expenses. It doesn't cover everything, but certainly helps, and overall I am very happy with my situation.
 
I would counsel looking into two things.
 
First, I retired from a large Fortune 500 company, plans of which and transitions from which Medicare was quite familiar with. I have spoken with friends in a variety of other circumstances, such as retiring from a Federal agency or from a certified small business, and learned the rules are almost as diverse as the individuals. If you are self-employed and/or self-insured, you may benefit from a Medicare Benefit Review service to help guide you through all the rules and options. I complained at the time, and to no avail, of a system that waits until one is older and more easily confused, then confronts them with a horridly complex system and a thousand similar, yet all different, options. My company paid for the services of such a review service and it was of great help.
 
Second, be aware that your Part B premium cost will have to be paid under any plan - basic, supplemental, or advantage - and that the Part B premium goes up with your income. In the first two years, my monthly premium was almost 5x the normal amount paid by those below the first threshold for income-related adjustments to the premium. There's no escaping it, but you should look into it and be prepared for the possible shock. Instead of about $150/mo I paid out over $500/mo, which may explain why my blood pressure med costs were so high.?
 
Hope some of this helps. Best of luck to you.

I was so taken aback by this, I looked it up. I assumed it was a translation gone horribly awry, but found that's the actual name. And it was meant to be a compliment!
 
After receiving some belated pushback, the company is considering a name change. Can't wait for the unveiling.

Love the pump-style dispenser!
 
Do they make mouthwash, too?

I very much like the Wrestling thread, too, but find it a little frustrating in the way that the photograph of a good steak is frustrating; I can see it, but can't hear its sizzle or smell its juices.
 
With the wrestlers, I see chiseled features, bulging biceps, broad shoulders, and big (but mostly covered) chests; all lovely to look at and to savor. And so, too, are those marvelous, magical, but altogether mysterious hidden mounds of butts, balls, and "bats". Thin layers of cloth frustrate my wish to see more, but leave me with only my imagination and desire. I must be content with these, and see the hidden treasures only in my dreams; my, gratefully, sometimes vivid dreams. Not a bad lot, that, really. And I must love them still, as I keep coming back for more. Please keep the supply coming. Thank you.

Hands-on training?

Looks like a how-to book.
And he seems to be learning fast.

Define "on" - I might watch.

Wonder where he puts that saddle horn when no one's looking.
No wait! I'm imagining it now.

Looks like a how-to book.
And he seems to be learning fast.

Looks like a how-to book.
And he seems to be learning fast.

Wonder where he puts that saddle horn when no one's looking.
No wait! I'm imagining it now.

Love the pump-style dispenser!
 
Do they make mouthwash, too?

Looks like a how-to book.
And he seems to be learning fast.

Genie: You get three wishes.
Me: I wish you were bad at math.
Genie: OK! One down, nine to go.
 
Technically, not a wish for more wishes, so not against the rules.

He could get one only if it read: My husband is very understanding and I'm not as stupid as this tattoo makes me look.

The prosecutor accepted that his decision would likely receive harsh backlash. “Previously, I’ve been very harsh on the Amish when they’ve been charged with crimes of this nature,” he insisted to the paper.
 
Damn! How often do [these Amish} do crimes of this nature?!?

Garcon! I'll have what he's having.
 
Oh. oh, oh. Please don't do that in public. If I witnessed that in person, I wouldn't be able to get up and walk straight. That act, with that face, is so erotic!

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I have never seen the movie ET.
 
Don't know why not, just haven't. But now it's become a kinda "thing" for me, almost a weird badge of honor, or at least distinction.

"Yes, Sir!" said I.
"Yes what?" asked he, "I didn't say anything."
"Yes, anything, Sir" I replied. "Anything you say, Sir."
"We'll get along just fine," he said.
 
And we would live happily ever after.
 
DAMN! What a gorgeous hunk!

The prosecutor accepted that his decision would likely receive harsh backlash. “Previously, I’ve been very harsh on the Amish when they’ve been charged with crimes of this nature,” he insisted to the paper.
 
Damn! How often do [these Amish} do crimes of this nature?!?

I have, in my fantasies, named the dick-owner Pavlov, in that I have fixated my eyes on that image long enough to salivate, now even at the mere thought of it.

I'm not sure a "No Entry" sign is the best place for that butt to stand next to.

As with opening other packaged meats, I assume this is a Serving Suggestion?