Good NightAuthor: Dick Summer
28 May 2017

Good Night

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Sometimes it's hard to get to sleep.You just can't seem to say goodnight to yourself. Booze helps sometimes...or pills. But that's a big step down a bad street. "Good Night" puts a smile on your face, tells you a bedtime story, helps you chuck the day's problems, gives you a verbal back rub, and tucks you in for a safe, sound, sleep. Dick Summer's voice puts a strong and friendly arm around your shoulder. You hear him on television commercials all day. But when it's getting late, and you want to "take the day and shove it," but you can't seem to say good night to yourself... Dick's Podcast is a quiet place to rest your head...a safe place to hide a hurting heart...a gentle place to fall. It's a comfortable way to tell yourself, "Good Night."

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    Distractions

    Distractions, distractions, distractions. They're all over the place. I was sitting here in my big, manly, comfortable poppa chair trying to get started on a new podcast yesterday when a four engine, 6 ton wasp hit the glass door here in my living room. I mean he hit it. I thought he was going to break the glass. He didn't break the glass, but the whack must have made him dizzy, because he fell down, and glared up at me...and buzzed. I could hear him through the double glass door. There are a lot of wasps in our yard this time of year, and some of them don't understand glass, so they whack into the glass door. Generally they just get up and fly away. This guy didn't. I swear he was standing there at the bottom of the door, and glaring up at me. Now I'm not an expert at wasp anatomy, but it looked to me like he was standing on his back legs, and he raised one of his front legs and pointed it at me...I think he was giving me a waspy center finger. I forgot about the podcast, because I am a man, and I wasn't going to let this challenge to my masculinity pass. I keep a can of wasp spay right there by the door, because as I said we have lots of them this time of year. So I picked up the can, and very carefully opened the door...just a crack. I didn't want him getting into the house, because if my Lady Wonder Wench saw him she would become a pink streak running into the bedroom where she would lock the door and drag her dresser in front of it and vow never to come out until I whacked that wasp... and she would insist that I slide his scalp under the door to prove it before she would come out again.

  • Posted on 21 May 2017

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    Peek-A-Boo

    I've just had a "Peek-a-boo I see you" experience at my eye doctor's office. Peek-a-boo I see you is the only game you can't cheat at. And it's magic. Real magic. Especially the I see you part. You put your hands up over your eyes and everything disappears...except what's inside you. You catch a quick glimpse & a feeling of what's really inside yourself. No words just a few quick images and sometimes deep feelings. It's like taking a selfie of your entire universe for a moment. Then you put your hands down and the rest of the whole world suddenly re-appears, and puts you back in your place...or at least the place where you think you belong. It's like you're in control of the universe for just that moment. There are no words in there. Just some fast images and...feelings. That's why even the littlest baby instinctively understands the game and laughs. No words, just feelings. A baby laughs when you play peek-a-boo with him because what's inside him is happy. That's a natural reaction to the fact that you're paying attention to him.

  • Posted on 14 May 2017

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    Scratching My Head

    I'm sitting here in my big, manly, black leather poppa chair in my living room, scratching my head again. Those of us who are guys in long term relationships with someone who is estrogen enriched and has a high voice and confusing ways will understand. Arguing with a woman is like reading a software license agreement. In the end it's best to ignore almost all the endlessly depressing small print and just click "I agree." When you sense something has gone wrong in your relationship because you notice she is throwing your clothes out the window, and you innocently ask "what's wrong", she will often say..."nothing." So now we can understand that when a woman says "nothing" she sometimes means plenty of something. Women tend to react that way after you've told too many fart jokes at a party...or when you notice an extremely attractive and very silicone enhanced person slowly undulating down the street, and you mention how much fun it would be if breast implants came with little squeaky toys inside...better lock your windows if you do that.

  • Posted on 07 May 2017

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    Gratitude Attitude

    Thanks for dropping in here on my podcast. I can use the company. I lost a little Louie Louie this week. If you remember how happy hearing Louie Louie used to make you, you'll understand what I mean. It was a middle finger kind of week. Almost, but thankfully not quite, a "Sounds of Silence" time. So now, I'm sitting here in my big, manly, comfortable black leather poppa chair in my living room, trying to figure out how to get my Louie Louie back. I think I need a shot of emotional Viagra. As the jazz great B.B. King used to say, "Playing the blues makes some guys happy." Not me. The Wall Street guys would probably put it differently. They might say, "The sky is falling this week."But I know it's not, As they'd say, "It's just a slight correction." It's been a tough week. I've been trying to get back the Gratitude Attitude that I wrote about in my book Staying Happy Healthy And Hot. It's easy to start feeling old when you've been around for quite a while. But I've got to put the gratitude attitude back to work. So I think I'll remind you that the money they take out of your check for Social Security...they're sending it to me. Ha. That makes me feel a little better.

  • Posted on 30 Apr 2017

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    Alone vs Lonely

    I'm sitting here in my big, manly, black leather poppa chair in my living room, contemplating the great divide between men and women. I know a couple of really smart, pretty women who are leading lonely lives...I think un-necessarily. In my book Staying Happy Healthy And Hot, there's a story about a Louie-Louie Generation lady I saw in an Applebee's bar recently. She was eyeing some guy sitting alone. She reached into her pocket book for a small perfume bottle, squirted some on her little lace hankie, slipped it into the guy's jacket pocket, smiled up at him and walked away without saying a word. Naturally, he caught up with her and asked her what that was all about. She just said, "It looks good in your pocket." Then she asked if he went there often, and shook her head as if she couldn't hear and said, "It's noisy in here," and she leaned over toward him so she could hear his answer. The guy didn't stand a chance. That lady knew the secret. Just ask. I've never seen a woman get turned down when she says to a guy, "Would you like to come up to my apartment?" Why don't more women ask men more often? Men are easy. Just ask...and ye shall usually receive.

  • Posted on 23 Apr 2017

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