A man walked to the corner of 5th Ave. & 42nd St. in New York City during a downpour and somehow managed to get a taxi immediately. He got into the taxi, and the cabbie said, "Perfect timing. You're just like Sheldon."
"Who?" asked the passenger.
"Sheldon Cohen...... There's a guy who did everything right. Like finding a vacant cab during a rainstorm at the busiest intersection in the world. It would have happened like that for Sheldon every single time."
"Well, no one is perfect," said the passenger, "There are always a few clouds over everybody."
"Not Sheldon," continued the cabbie, "He was a terrific athlete. He could have gone on the pro tour in tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang just like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star. He was more handsome and sophisticated than Cary Grant. He had a better body than Arnold in his prime. He was something!
"Somehow Sheldon just knew exactly how to make women happy," the cabbie continued, "He had a super memory, just like a computer. He could remember everyone's birthday. He knew all about wine and which fork to eat with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole neighborhood blacks out."
"Wow, he sounds really incredible!" said the passenger, "Was he a good friend of yours?"
"Well, I never actually met Sheldon," admitted the cabbie.
"Then how do you know so much about him?" asked the passenger.
"After he died, I married his widow."
---- PAWNEE DAN --- ---
Sometimes I just sits and thinks,
and sometimes I just sits. . . . .