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The saga of my "sort and toss" crusade continues. This week the focus has been on cookbooks and cooking themed magazines and while it's going well, as I head into the home stretch I notice that some recipes no longer have the same attraction.

George W. Bush noticed an old man in a long white robe, a long white beard and hair and carrying two stone tablets. He asked, "Are you Moses?" The man was silent. George asked him again, ''Are you Moses?'' The old man ignored him.

We West Coast dwellers have had to eat a log of humble pie this winter. The weather's been lousy, eliminating all climate-related bragging rights.

Lately I've been on this "sort and clean so my kids don't have to do it after I die" kick. Rather than motivated by impending gloom, it's actually been a lot of fun.

In a conversation similar to home renovation TV programs I view, a friend said this: "There was a lot more wrong than we thought.

A reporter interviewed a 104-year-old man. "And what do you think is the best thing about being 104?" the reporter asked. "No peer pressure," he replied.

Story: Bradley, a farmer, and Broderick, a banker, were best friends. After the annual autumn harvest, Bradley visited Broderick at the bank to deposit the money he had earned from the sale of his crops.

This week I've spent a lot of time thinking about the blessings of my life and I came to the conclusion that of all earth's treasures, I count friends to be among the most valuable.

An archaeologist digging in the Negev Desert in Israel came upon a mummy. He called the curator of a museum and exclaimed, "I've just discovered a 3,000 year-old mummy of a man who died of heart failure!" The curator replied, "Bring him in.

I spend part of each day of my life writing.