(Adapting to a new abnormal)
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When you make a habit of writing humor columns, some weeks are easy. Others, not so much. On the off weeks, you just find yourself at week’s end, muttering at that meddling Johannes Gutenberg for making type so movable.

Granted, it’s true – sometimes when you log on, or tune in, or grab the paper, there’s a lovely wrapped gift right there before you. Low-hanging fruit just waiting to be plucked. Something along the lines of: