Do you ever wake up, lie in bed a moment and really have to focus to remember what day of the week it is? Good, glad I’m not alone.
I try and avoid businesses that have a human skull in their sign or window. Is that being anti-skeletol?
People who wear camouflage clothing when they are not in the woods. I don’t claim to know any inside secrets, needless to say, just be on alert when you’re in their company. There are a few eggs missing from the carton there.
When you see your medical professional in a social setting, don’t we lose some sort of respect for them? When they’re not in the white coats, with all the equipment, they just look, kind of, normal. And we want our doctors to be better than normal, right? I’d rather not see my proctologist at the driving range, that’s all I’m saying. Especially if he’s chopping it up.
I’ve recently gone back to doing math without the use of my phone or a calculator. I feel better about myself. Sure, long division is killing me, but I’m a better man for it.
Why is it whenever I pull into a gas station that says, “U S Gas”, or another, “U S A Gas”, none of the attendants appear to be American born? Why is it that we Americans have given up on Gas Stations and Coffee Shops as viable, money-making businesses? Is it beneath us? Or are we simply holding out for management positions?
These commercials for people playing poker or blackjack online, you hope they are real people and that really get wiped out. Look, I have reason enough to believe things are rigged against you in a live casino. These people playing from a screen in their living room are that sure it is on the up and up? I do not understand people. Although they are still one level ahead of these nitwits who are getting their psychic reading over the telephone…”Best reading I ever got!”. I’m sure it is. Here’s a hint..I can tell your future…it involves a shopping cart and an styrofoam cup with coins in in.
True story…I used to commute daily to New Jersey. When I did I usually saw the same female tool taker as I don’t have E Z Pass. A few years ago we moved our office to PA and now I have a 300 yard daily commute. I had to travel to New Jersey today and coming over the bridge I saw the female toll taker. She seemed to remember me also. I had to comment…”Good to know there are some constants in life”. She replied, “My name is Constance”. Constants. Constance. Life is really freaky sometimes.
This week we attended the Wayne Music Festival. Enjoyable. Joan Osborne was the headliner and was a smash. I noticed throughout the evening some young people dancing in front of the various stages. Does anyone out there under the age of 30 know HOW to dance? Before you next venture out in public, Google, “Woodstock”, and view some videos of people DANCING. It helps if your movements in some way connect with the rhythm of the music. I suppose today’s drugs aren’t as, “freeing” as those of 1968.
You know these sleazy politicians, the ones who wear the small American flag pin on their lapels? They have, for years, been prostituting the flag to demonstrate they are, “Americans”. The truth is, they don’t give a rats ass about that. In fact, if polling data showed they would garner more votes if they wore those pins upside down they would do it in a heartbeat. Forget the wardrobe accessories…give us some decent governing!
Take a moment today to hug your dog or cat. No reason whatsoever. It just never hurts.