Evel Knievel made it to 65 years old this week. I think that sends some great messages to the youth.

Break any bone in your body and it will heal. A life of big-time gambling means certain pain and equally certain glory.

They say before every stunt he did in Vegas, Evel walked through the casino of his hotel and bet $100 at the roulette table. Why should he fear losing a hundo when there was every possibility he would soon fall from the sky and turn his legs to Jell-O?

Compared to Evel, I guess the ‘human is taking downright good care of itself. Wait, does that mean I might live to be 65?

Thursday’s forecast: Jesus – I better start riding motorcycles.