THE FOOTNOTES

The diner asked the waitress, "What's that fly doing in my soup?" She replied,"Looks like the backstroke to me." I had occasion to recall that old joke the other day. Moe had served me some of that delicious Pumpkin Pudding. As I contemplated the treat, the surface appeared to be especially shiny. I took a closer look. A lens from my eyeglass had fallen into the pudding. Lucky I didn't cew it up at today's prices