Grandpa’s flirting again

Today at the diner, an old man with a cane stopped at the counter where a couple of waitresses were rolling silverware into napkins and he sang, Jerry Lewis-style, “two bizzy laydees.”

Bikers used to be cool

Also this morning, I saw a couple on a motorcycle in our small downtown. If they were to refer to each other as “my old lady” and “my old man,” they wouldn’t be exaggerating.