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  • 1 week ago | hometownsource.com | Keith Anderson

    A couple weeks ago I heard colleagues talking about certain phobias and wondered if I had somehow been living a sheltered life. I always assumed my phobias were the kind shared by many other people, like Dentophobia-the fear of going to the dentist. That particular fear, which isn’t so much a fear, but a justified concern rooted in the fact that I once had a small cavity that was drilled out of my tooth without the use of Novocaine. The medication was certainly widely available at that time.

  • 1 week ago | hometownsource.com | Keith Anderson

    Ever wonder how messages get inserted into fortune cookies? They aren’t actually tucked inside, so much as laid on top of the cookie. Fortune cookies are circular and flat when baked. After they are removed from the oven, while still flexible, the ticker tape message is laid in the center of the cookie, just before it’s folded into a unique crescent shape. Huh, mystery solved. What may be more interesting are the messages themselves.

  • 3 weeks ago | hometownsource.com | Keith Anderson

    A couple weeks ago I heard colleagues talking about certain phobias and wondered if I had somehow been living a sheltered life. I always assumed my phobias were the kind shared by many other people, like dentophobia - the fear of going to the dentist. That particular fear isn’t so much a fear, but a justified concern rooted in the fact that I once had a small cavity that was drilled out of my tooth without the use of Novocaine. The medication was certainly widely available at that time.

  • 1 month ago | hometownsource.com | Keith Anderson

    My blue 70 hp Honda motorcycle was my introduction to riding. I was not of legal driving age at 13, but I only rode it in ditches and open fields. It was the most fun I’ve ever had on a motorcycle. Maybe that’s because I wasn’t sharing the road with anyone. I was hopping country culverts and allowing waist-high foxtails to slice my forearms.

  • 1 month ago | hometownsource.com | Keith Anderson

    My blue 70 hp Honda motorcycle was my introduction to riding. I was not of legal driving age at 13, but I only rode it in ditches and open fields. It was the most fun I’ve ever had on a motorcycle. Maybe that’s because I wasn’t sharing the road with anyone. I was hopping country culverts and allowing waist-high foxtails to slice my forearms.

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