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Insanity
From a recent Facebook post of mine:
I just reheard this definition from Albert Einstein:
“Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.”
Hmm, perhaps, for example, and I’m just throwing this out there, like inserting a DVD in the player and getting an error message so ejecting it.
The dentist
A couple of months ago I went to the dentist. Not a big deal, right? No, not for most people but for me it was a little different. I hadn’t been to the dentist for over ten years. Before you tsk-tsk me I have to proudly tout the fact 0 cavities. None. Zilch. But I did have a filling separating from the tooth that “should probably be replaced.”
So I went this week to have it replaced.
I told my co-worker I was leaving early to go to the dentist. She said, “It reminds me of that old Christmas movie of the elf that wanted to be a dentist. Which one is that?”
“Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer,” I replied without hesitation.
“What?” another coworker chimed in.
“It’s Herbie the Elf,” I decided to go into detail. “He sings the song, ‘why am I such a misfit? I am not just a nitwit.”
“Yeah,” my first coworker said. “He was a misfit.”
“I guess I have never watched that,” our coworker said.
How in the world can you be a true American and never have watched Rudolph at Christmas time? It’s not possible. Maybe my coworker is a spy?
“Silver and Gold,” I continued to sing and my first coworker joined me, “silver and gold…”
“Huh,” our coworker watched us slowly.
“I also use Herbie as my hair guide. When I get a little flip in front like he has (that I call my ‘Herbie-do’) I know it’s time to get it cut.”
This brought silence and a polite smile from my first coworker.
“You need to watch Rudolph this year,” I finished.
“Apparently I do,” my deprived coworker agreed.
To be honest though, when I think of the dentist I never thought of poor lil’ Herbie. I think of Bill.
Mom’s Exodus
I am using mom’s last set of scriptures to read the Sunday School lessons in church. This year we are reading the Old Testament. This is her note in Exodus 32 (you can see how awesome my mom was 🙂 :
Mrs. Pooh Bear
(for Bubba)
She can’t say
if it was love at first sight
but she will say
she fell in love with him alright.
She did insist –
with his red shirt down to there
who could resist
that yellow fluff-stuffed bear?
“I want to marry him,”
she told daddy her plan.
“You can’t marry him,
because he is an old man.
He is an old man,”
that was daddy’s firm stance,
“An old, old man
who doesn’t wear pants!
I can’t allow it.”
Daddy’s words made her blue.
But she had to accept it –
she’d never marry Winnie the Pooh.
© 2014 ck’s days
Gone fishin’
The streets are full of shittles
Mornings
I’m the weird one here?
I know, I know. At least, I know now.
I turned too soon and I’m on a dead end street. Dangme! I need to turn around and try the next street over.
Draggin’ the Elephant
I’m not fit. I admit it. I used to at least walk five nights a week but I gave it up when I discovered my bad cholesterol never budged.
But I have excuses.
First, my legs are thislong. But there are other shorties out there walking and even part of the swisher crowd (what’s the swisher crowd? Check out a female jogger with her hair pulled back into a ponytail).
Second, my asthma makes me feel like… well, when I’m walking an elephant can’t exactly sit on my chest, now can it? It’s like an elephant blocks my way. No, that’s not right. That would just stop me cold. It’s more like I’m dragging and elephant behind me. There’s a lot of heavy breathing involved and I get lapped. A lot.
Third, ever since I spent my year on Paxil, I get vertigo. One might not have anything to do with another but I can’t even ride a bike anymore. And anytime I’m on uneven surfaces I have to slow down even more. So, basically snails lap me by this point.
Why am I bringing all this up?
Because I am going on a hike. With other people. Fit people.
I tried to get out of it but there was sound logic behind the invite.
To make a long story short, I need to know this area for next year. Yep, I’m the only hope. Yeah, that makes me nervous too. That never works out so well.
So, I am practicing. I went to the college yesterday and walked around the naturalistic track twice. Yes, I was lapped by the college track team, an acquaintance, and several older couples.
Today, my allergies have made me miserable. I just took some Benadryl. So this post might end abruptly.
Here are some pictures from my walk yesterday.
One of my favorite views of the older part of town. See my house? It’s there on the right 😉
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