I'm feeling overwhelmed by numbers and new devices today. I'm still in awe of the show-and-tell session young friend Philip Munson provided last night with the Mac laptop. (At one point, he showed me how to make the Mac Book sound like a light saber.) Then, there's the whole health thing for the next three months of watching starches, sugars and other things that I've been putting in my tank. Meanwhile, I'm still clicking buttons in the new-old 4Runner to make the windows go down -- and the doors lock. I'm a journalistic dinosaur, dagnabit. I'm suppose to cling to a typewriter and be crotchety. Instead, I'm being pushed into the technology age, kicking and screaming. 'Tis scary. Now, for your Wild Card ...

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