It's Friday...the day this blog goes stream of consciousness. In other words, whatever is wandering through my gray matter eventually drips out of my head and onto the blog. I would be happy to use your brain drippings as well. Send your thoughts to "rdefranco@wwnytv.net" or send a comment to this page. FFF material sometimes is thought provoking, sometimes wacky and sometimes undefinable. Sometimes there are even quotes from famous people. And there will always be a line or two from a Jimmy Buffett song. Reading the FFF blog is like wandering through a flea market. You never know what you're going to see. Like the last time I was at a flea market I saw a wicker bathtub. How nuts is that? Of course I bought it. OK, time to let it drip...

How come I have to pay more at burger joints for extra ketchup, but I don't get money back if I don't want the pickles?--From a reader of the blog.

Written on his tombstone: "Nothing's so sacred as honor and nothing's so loyal as love"--Wyatt Earp. Who knew Wyatt Earp was a metrosexual. If I read he also got manicures and pedicures my image of the old west is shattered.

I love the Yankees. It's in the blood. My Dad went to Yankee Stadium as a nine year-old when the stadium opened in 1923. He told me more about Babe Ruth than about his father. My Dad did tell me he had the first dollar his father ever made. And the FBI has the machine he made it with.

Middle Age: When pulling an all nighter means not having to get up to go to the bathroom.

"I quit smoking. I feel better. I smell better. And it's safer to drink out of old beer cans laying around the house"--Roseanne

One of President Theodore Roosevelt's sons was named Kermit. No, he wasn't green. As far as we know.

Sometimes I may get a little drastic
Sometimes I just let my feelin's show
Sometimes I may be a bit sarcastic
Most times that's the way the story goes --Jimmy Buffett

I mentioned a while ago I might wear a pirate's eyepatch on the 6pm weather one night just to see if any one notices. A reader/viewer sent me an eyepatch. My bluff has been called. Stay tuned.

I had celery stuffed with peanut butter the other night. It's really very good. I'm not kidding. In case you were wondering, yes I was sober.

"When I'm around hard-core computer geeks I wanna say, Come outside, the graphics are great!"--Matt Weinhold

What are these? Hourglass, Pear, Inverted Triangle, Rectangle. According to experts, they are the four categories of women's figures. I get hourglass, pair and inverted triangle, but rectangle? I always was bad at geometry in school. I had trouble passing on the curves.

I'm going to my daughter's for Thanksgiving and Christmas. It's the last holiday season I'll get to think of her as my little girl. Next year at holiday time, she'll have a little one of her own. I wonder how long it will be before that little one shakes me and says, "Grampa, wake up, it's time for Christmas dinner!"

"The fool doth think himself wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool."--Willie Shakespeare

In some areas of New England they call it bonnyclabber. We call it cottage cheese. I'm glad. I like cottage cheese. I don't think I'd like it if we called it bonnyclabber. It just sounds unsavory.

Dandruff of the gods, Anijo, Yuki, natures cool whip, the white stuff, Aput, Neige. We just call it snow. Know why? All the other four letter words were taken.