DeWese--Try Hypnosis - Sell Like Magic!

If you bet the farm on the Atlanta Falcons in this past Super Bowl, you should not read this column. It could lay more waste to your mind.

If you were recently dumped by your significant other, or if you've never managed to have a significant other, you just might want to steer clear of this column.

So Much for Disclaimers
Neither me, Harris DeWese, nor the funny little man who lives in my head, the Mañana Man, is responsible for the content of this column or any physical or mental injury it may cause you. In other words, you can't sue me but, of course, you can sue old "deep pockets"—the U.S. Postal Service—for delivering the magazine.