Just back from my annual trek to the New York Comedy Club in Boca Raton, FL. The show's were good, but the weather was not. It was only 80 degrees. I never broke a sweat. In fact I was a little chilly. No I'm not kidding. I'm always cold. At this rate, I'm looking forward to the hot flashes of menopause. I know, I know. Becareful what you wish for.