Lots of stories here. One is about an answering machine with a message I didn't want to hear. Another is about a woman from a long time ago. There's a little truth about both stories.

The Story Man tries to tell his tale so you feel like you're in the story. That way, you'll feel like you always have his company, and you'll never have to be lonely.

Give a listen to the 20 most important ways to get girl's attention. "Girls" in the sense of human female people of any age. I went to Fordham, and they didn't have girls there at the time. THESE ARE THINGS I HAD TO LEARN FROM HARD EXPERIENCE.

I am sitting here in my big, manly, comfortable, black leather poppa chair in my living room with an ear worm that won't go away. An ear worm is a piece of music that keeps going around in your mind, and won't go away. My ear worm started when I was reading an editorial in The Week magazine that says "Even with everything going for us, America isn't very happy. Loneliness is an epidemic, pain killers are killing US, and way too many of us are loading up on junk food and weapons." My ear...

We have a winner in the Summer Stumper contest. Laurel Juthe from Massachusetts. "What is it that is of no use to an airplane, but the airplane cannot fly without it?" Laurel nailed it. She said, NOISE. And she's right. I'm sending her a check for $1 million...postdated to the year 2525. It's a good thing she's young so she can hope to enjoy it. Believe it or not, some young people enjoy sex more than money. Can't say that I blame them.

Wonder Wench turns on me when I drive. When I go around the corner even when I have most of the wheels on the ground. When I bump up on the sidewalk to avoid a red light, you should hear her shriek. Even when I don't hit somebody. One wrong turn and she goes ballistic, just because I'm getting off the highway using the on ramp. It's just awful.

SHAZAM!!! Pow!! "Oh my HERO!" Yes, this podcast will teach you all about the Super Hero business.

I'm sure you've heard that grammar school chant, "Liar, Liar, pants on fire." My pants have not been on fire for some time. They are folded neatly between my fanny and my big, comfortable, manly, black leather poppa chair in my living room. And my pants are not on fire because I never tell a lie. Well...hardly ever. I don't say things like, "I'm from the government, and I'm here to help you." Also "I did not chop down that damn cherry tree," "nor did I have sex with that woman." "Watch my...

A little yellow flower poked it's head up through the frozen winter ground today. The first absolute notice that Spring is really coming. I picked it, and gave it to my Lady Wonder Wench. She keeps things like that...shells from beaches we've explored on vacations past, a shirt of mine she used to wear to bed when I was away on business over night, a very old Christmas poem I wrote a long time ago... 3D "Selfies" of the times of our lives. Her favorite story is called "Losers." It's in...

How cold is it? THIS COLD!

Bogart and Bergman got it right all those years ago in their magnificent masterpiece, "Casablanca." He certainly rubbed her the right way. That's what this podcast is all about. Bergman, Bogart, Casablanca, and rubbing her the right way.

"Staying Happy Healthy And Hot" is the title of my book (Available at Amazon...shameless plug) and this podcast fits right in to help you stay..."Fit"... and therefore hot. Give a listen. IT WON'T HURT. And you'll like being "Hot." Especially in February.

This is about couple of laughs about food and flying ...and a very special lady.

I'm sitting here in my big, manly, black leather poppa chair in my living room reminding myself to take note of some of the good stuff in my life. Call it taking time to smell the roses if you like. I call it feeding my Gratitude Attitude. That means having just as much gratitude for the little stuff like taking a deep breath when you open a fresh jar of coffee, as for the big stuff like cashing a very nice check. Our Gratitude Attitude doesn't mean looking at life through rose colored...

I'm recording this podcast while I'm sitting here in my big, manly, comfortable, black leather poppa chair in my living room…by the fireplace. I've got the kindling in place, and a couple of logs stacked on top. When I am finished recording this podcast I am going to start a big, beautiful, warm, cozy fire, and I may try to interest my Lady Wonder Wench in an experiment that has to do with shared, bodily warmth. It is so cold out that when somebody says "Hello," you can see his lips move,...

I'm sitting here in my big, manly, comfortable black leather poppa chair in my living room, recording this podcast about a week after New Years. It's cozy in here but it is cold outside. This is kind of an in between time for the next couple of weeks. We seem stuck In the middle together somehow. Auld Lang Syne has just recently faded out, but we can still reasonably wish folks "Happy New Year." Pretty soon that will fade out too, and we'll be back to "Have a nice day." When that happens,...

2018 will bring lots of new things. Some good some not so good. I like new things, and remembering new things that happened long ago. My first girlfriend, leaving my oldest son off at kindergarten for the first time, the first sniff of a real Christmas tree, the first time I flew an airplane by myself. This podcast contains a New Year's wish that I was afraid I would never be able to give you again. Happy New Year.

Santa isn't the only one who flies for Christmas. My Lady Wonder Wench and I did too. This podcast is about the memory of finding Christmas from 2,000 feet in the air.

If it weren't for dreams, Christmas would be just another cold winter night. This podcast is about dreams, and the dream our little Cecelia had about wishing you a Merry Christmas.

My favorite Christmas carol, played by my favorite Christmas carol player, and a story about an encounter with THE MOUSE from "Twas the night before Christmas all all through the house, not a creature was stirring except THIS DAMN MOUSE!