I’m self-appointed WLHA editorial director Grumpy Old Dan Smith and here’s what makes me grumpy: Warning labels. Don’t get me wrong: I’m all for warning labels that protect me and my fellow sapiens but sometimes warning labels are just plain silly and assume we that have IQs of a rock. Here are a few. A label on a baby stroller warning you to remove your child before folding and shoving it in the minivan. A label on a take-out coffee cup warning you not to pour the hot coffee on your crotch. Or the one on my iron warning me not to iron my shirt while wearing it. Ever read the warning label on a golf cart? If you do please arrive at the golf course at least three hours before your tee time to start reading. The warning label should read: Warning, this vehicle leads to golf and golf leads to misery and psychotherapy…and that’s just another warning that makes me grumpy. I’m Grumpy old Dan Smith listen to me Monday through Friday on WLHA, the Big 64.