You Can’t Teach an Old Dog New Tricks.

After sixty-two years of eating pretty much whatever I want, I’ve been trying to take better care of myself lately.

This is the same philosophy that lets me rev the gas and skid around corners in a new car, but when the engine throws black smoke, the tires are bald and I begin to pack four gallons of water in the trunk at all times, well, then I begin easing onto the accelerator and feathering brake.

So, any who. . .

I read where, if a person does something twenty times, it becomes an ingrained...