I have come to understand and appreciate writers much more recently since I started working on a book last fall. Before that I thought golf writers got up every morning played a round of golf had lunch showed up for our last three holes and then went to dinner.

All morning they watched for the plane which they thought would be looking for them. They cursed war in general and PTs in particular. At about ten o'clock the hulk heaved a moist sigh and turned turtle.

I made that decision back in 1985. I was out here getting certified in SCUBA with Garcia in Kona and I thought to myself this is a place to wake up in in the morning.

Just this morning out of a large memory for songs and having been obsessed by them since childhood suddenly at the age of 84 I thought of a song I hadn't thought of in over 50 years. It came into my head unbidden.

I never thought in a million years I'd be that healthy girl who wakes up every morning to exercise. After being called 'cherubic and chubby ' I'm rocking a bikini!

You know the market was down yesterday... my first thought when I heard-just on a personal basis when I heard there had been this attack and I saw the futures this morning which were really in the tank I thought Time to buy.

Early in the morning I fell in love with the girl that later on became my wife. At that time we were so naive. I wanted to charm her so I read her Capital by Marx. I thought somehow she would be convinced by the strength of his criticism about capital.

I should just put it bluntly because we're all sort of friends here now - it's exceedingly likely that my greatest success is behind me. Oh so Jesus what a thought! You know that's the kind of thought that could lead a person to start drinking gin at nine o'clock in the morning and I don't want to go there.

'Not again!' I thought to myself this morning as news trickled out that John McCain was set to pick Alaska governor Sarah Palin as his running mate. Not again because too often women are promoted for the wrong reasons and then blamed when things don't go right.

After all those years as a woman hearing 'not thin enough not pretty enough not smart enough not this enough not that enough ' almost overnight I woke up one morning and thought 'I'm enough.'