Foul language is no longer limited to moments of anger or frustration in our relaxed culture, linguists and other observers of language say. Now we curse and swear just for the heck of it.

And that, some of those experts say, is making some people so oblivious to cussing that they don’t realize they may be offending those around them. “I cuss in general,” said Percy Walker, 29, a barber. He uses the word that starts with “bull” the most. “Being in a barbershop, somebody is always telling a story about something unbelievable, so that’s something you say when you know something’s not the truth,” he said.

“Young people, for example, are more likely to use the f-bomb in friendly context as opposed to cursing someone out,” said Donna Jo Napoli, a professor of linguistics at Swarthmore College in Pennsylvania. Such flippant swearing may make it seem as if more people are cursing. A range of TV shows, from the premium cable drama The Sopranos to the network sitcom Will & Grace, include profanity in their scripts. The worst I ever heard was on the TV series, “Deadwood.” Swearing is almost expected in pop music, especially rap.

”There are many good words in our language that are disappearing because we use the swear words instead.”

“Well”, said her mother, “so how was the honeymoon?”

Oh mama”, she replied, “the honeymoon was wonderful! So romantic” …Suddenly she burst out crying. “But, mama, as soon as we returned, Sam started using the most horrible language — things I’d never heard before! I mean, all these awful 4-letter words! You’ve got to take me home! PLEASE MAMA!”

“Sarah, Sarah”, her mother said, “calm down! You need to stay with your husband and work this out. Now, tell me, what could be so awful? WHAT 4-letter words?”

“Please don’t make me tell you, mama,” wept the daughter. “I’m so embarrassed, they’re just too awful! COME GET ME, PLEASE!!”

“Darling, baby, you must tell me what has you so upset. Tell your mother these horrible 4-letter words!”

Sobbing, the bride said, “Oh, Mama, … he used words like: dust, wash, iron, and cook …”

———This is, of course, a categorical lie.————

It is well known that Gay men in Iran are allowed medical dispensations from mandatory military service, for example, and the country’s secret police constantly monitor gay activities through Internet chat rooms and other electronic means.

According to Iranian law, consensual gay sex in any form is punishable by death. Violators reportedly are given a choice of four methods of execution: hanging, stoning, halving by sword, or being dropped from the highest perch.
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And this guy, Ahmadinejad, wants nuclear power for peaceful purposes? Give me a break!

The day after his arrival, he was instructed to set up the dining room table for four, as they were inviting the Cohens to lunch. The couple then left the house to do some shopping. When they returned, they found the table set for eight. They asked the butler why eight, when they had specifically instructed him to set the table for four.

2. The inventor of gymnastics died at the age of 57

3. The world bodybuilding champion died at the age of 41

4. The best footballer in the world Maradona, died at the age of 60.

But, but, but...

5. KFC inventor died at 94.

6. Inventor of Nutella brand died at 88

7. Imagine, cigarette maker Winston died at age of 102

8. Inventor of opium died at 116 in an earthquake

9. Hennessey inventor dies at 98.

How did these doctors come to the conclusion that exercise prolongs life?

The rabbit is always jumping up and down but it lives for only 2 years and the turtle doesn’t exercise at all, lives 400 years.

As we interact with one another in a civilized society we put on our “pretend” faces, and in this way we can control emotions that sometimes have us raging inside and smiling outside.

In certain situations we must cloak our feelings . For example, when dealing with your boss, your wife, a client, or police officer; you many times disguise what you are really thinking in order to survive in this world.

Trouble and problems arise when people wear a mask when they do not have to. At times, we wear too many masks. The weak man wears a mask of stoicism that covers up feelings of being overly sensitive. The vain woman wears a mask of indifference to cover up her desire to be liked. The man who fails his family as a provider may become a braggart, boring people with tales of his success. A woman who is desperate to marry pretends that she has no such intentions.

Sometimes masks will protect you from hurtful things that are said and done, but they also isolate you from contact with good people who appreciate fundamental honesty, a trait that is rapidly disappearing.

In a good friendship or good marriage, you and your friend or wife will know each other “unmasked,”and will be loyal to each other’s interests.

Yes, the following is all true, but let’s stay safe, as you can never have too much protection. Both bathrooms now have more grip bars than Walmart, and both toilets are raised with nice handles at the sides so it’s easy to rise from the throne. We have metal Hurricane shutters on our terrace, wooden hurricane shutters on all windows, more flashlights than the Hallandale Police Dep’t. We have lots of spare stuff to use if there is a power outage; as an example, we have so many spare batteries, I could open a battery outlet store. We bought motion activated night lights for every room, there are water leak detectors in both bathrooms, under the kitchen sink and in the A/C closet. Of course, there are smoke alarms in all room except bathrooms, I wear a Medical Alert 24/7, there are surge detectors on outlets with heavy use to protect our computer devices from any lightning strikes. Our refrigerator has an alarm which blasts off if the door is ajar…the beeping warns and protects against food spoilage. We have 2 walkers and a spare third in case one breaks down(ha ha) and a wheel chair, which thankfully, neither one of us is ready to use…yet, We have an exercise machine to keep fit and our weight under control, which we never use except to hang our clothes, but it is convenient.

You have broken bones in both knees, ankles, elbow, clavicle and those are just the ones I remember. Me? You know I have bad balance and have more falls than Niagara but luckily I have never gotten more than a bruise or two. Thinking about falls, we are lucky to have our good neighbor neighbor Stan Serwatka on standby to help come to our rescue; by now he’s getting really good at that job by practicing on us. He’s so good the EMS Paramedics could take lessons from him.

I love birthdays. I get presents I don’t really need, I get to blow out the candles, I even get the first cut of the cake and I love the way my 3 children patronize me as if I’m senile.

I guess there comes a time in one’s life when the children and parents reverse roles. They tell you what is good for you, and you accept it, and once you reach that point there no turning back. In my brood, Andrew is a gastroenterologist, Scott is a chiropractor, and my daughter, Julie, was a surgical nurse for many years. So maybe they are accustomed to telling others what to do.

The first sign of change, in my case, happened at a restaurant where we all met for dinner.
They, my adult children, were having a conversation and talking as if I were not there. “He looks pretty good for his age,” Andy remarked, “although I wish he would cut back on his walking. two miles a day is too much.” Scott said, “I tried to get him to try swimming but he said he’d rather walk.” My daughter asked, “Do you think he would like a little of my fish?”

You might excuse the rude behavior by saying I do not hear very well, (O.K. I admit my hearing is lousy) in a group situation. But I learned how to deal with people speaking indistinctly; when they try making eye contact, I just smile my Forrest Gump smile. I also noticed they spoke to me in a mild shout, and spoke slowly, as you would to the Village Idiot. “Would -you- like-another-drink–dad?” I nodded no, just to make a little conversation.

All of this is no problem for me because I recognize it all as a normal progression in life.

I admit. I’m am ready to pass the family torch to whoever (or whomever, I think they’re both correct) will carry it.

When you judge your worth or success by the number of tasks you complete, you set yourself up for some victories and lots of frustration. Like the Greek mythological character, Sisyphus, you will eternally roll a big rock to the top of a hill, only to have it fall back on you, to start again.

Certainly goals and projects give our life meaning and purpose; choosing and achieving a valued goal liberates energy and reward. You will never be satisfied not doing something, so you are wise to choose goals you believe in. Just be sure that the process of completing them lifts your spirit rather than crushes it, and your soul is intact when you cross the finish line.

The name of the game is happiness, so don’t leave home without it.

Scott’s wife Betty told us of the problems he is having. He has a plaster cast on his right forearm and that poses some difficulties. It seems that after a meal, a piece of food lodged between his teeth and was terribly annoying. Well, you can’t floss with one hand, so Betty and little Rachelle took turns playing dentist and trying to dislodge the debris, but they had no success. After a few unsuccessful attempts they realized they were working on the wrong tooth; only then were they were able to give the poor guy a little comfort and relief.

Pharmaceutical companies all seem to be on that same track. First they show you a person or a couple leading a wonderful life, presumably because they used the advertised medication. Then they speed talk a list of side-effects that are so horrendous you want to cover your ears, and finally end with the cliché…”Ask your doctor if ‘Curitall’ is right for you.”

Auto dealers spouting lease payments run a close second; the monthly payments are the teaser (low…and oh so tempting!). What you cannot hear, is that the offering is for a basic model with a text disclaimer at the bottom of the TV screen that appears for a nanosecond in a print size you couldn’t read with the Hubble Telescope; it lists a dozen charges for huge up-front money requirements.

How could all those suckers have bitten on reverse mortgage teaser loan ads? It only takes half a brain to know if it’s too good to be true…forget it. So now we have…”If you are over 62, get a bundle of cash, no mortgage payments, live in your own home.” Better have a sharp lawyer check that out. Home loans are the most egregious examples of deceptive advertising.