That’s a Decade

Generally, I don’t think that far ahead, especially at my age. The fact is I very likely won’t live that long or even half that long.

However, if I should make it that long, I will likely be tottering around some nursing home. At that time, I’ll likely not remember writing this. My memory is already giving me glitches.

The other day, while driving home, I forgot where I was for a few seconds. It was the only time that happened while driving, thankfully. However, I am sure my memory will only get worse. It does seem to be the pattern.

I understand they are getting closer to coming up with a really expensive drug to help with memory problems. If they do, I am sure that those in Congress will be first in line for their share. It seems those in the government always come first, don’t they?

Daily writing prompt
Where do you see yourself in 10 years?

Pizza Every Day

Saw an advertisement on TV about an electric pizza oven for making individual pizzas. It did seem kinda nice. I mean I do like pizza. Pizza every day sounds wonderful. And of course, it would not take long to bake one.

Then I saw the price. I figure I can buy a lot of pizzas at the pizza parlor for that. Besides, my regular oven does work. To be sure, to buy that pizza oven, I’d have to want pizza every day. Well actually, I do. I am also realistic.

I do know of a couple of good pizzerias around. I think I’ll just continue going there. In deed, we will likely go there more than my wife would like.

No Surprise

I hear that the Church of God In Christ, (AKA COGIC) is looking for another city to meet, other than Memphis. I say this because I have heard about this sort of threat just almost since I moved to the mid-south.

There have been a number of reasons I’ve heard for this. The latest I heard is the lack of safety in Memphis.

Actually, this is not surprising either. It is actually somewhat logical. Memphis is currently leading leading most of cities in the US most crimes in a per-capita basis.

However, it does beg the question, nowadays, just where are they apt to find a city that is safe that also has the needed hotel rooms and restaurants.

It’s a shame COGIC doesn’t have the pull that NCAA has. The city was safe when they visited. Well, it was almost safe. It was just one little shooting, within earshot of the stadium.

Pitch Tents, Vote Republican

It would seem that the cost of housing is a major discussion of the day. I warned you it would happen.

Now, you want to know what to do.

  1. Buy land. Much cheaper than a house. It will have to be in the boonies.
  2. Pitch a tent. If you can afford it, get a small travel trailer, maybe used.
  3. Vote Republican.
  4. Wait. It will taka a couple of years to straighten the mess intentionally brought on us by the dems. Hope your tent don’t leak…too much.

Not a Drill Instructor

Even before I started Marine boot camp, I knew better than to call my D.I. a D.I. Others made that mistake, which raised the DI’s anger. Although everyone knows D.I. stands for Drill Instructor, the DI quickly reminds one and all that D.I. can also stand for Dumb Idiot. So, should you go into the Marines, you just might want to remember not to call your D.I. a D.I. He just might hit you.

Now just why would I bring this up?

Recently the dems brought a skier in front of a senate committee as an “expert” about carbon dioxide and climate change. Sen. John Kennedy of Louisiana commenced to asking him questions on his so-called expertise. In less than 3 minutes, it was clear he lacked any expertise, on air, carbon dioxide, climate change, or for that matter anything. In essence, he admitted it.

He did not know what carbon dioxide was. He had no idea that it is less than 1 percent of the atmosphere. I am not sure, but I doubt he knew that carbon dioxide is a necessity for plant life.

It was obvious the guy WAS a D.I.; and I don’t mean drill instructor.

By the way, it does make the dems look like D.I.s too. They must have been dumb idiots for putting their D.I. before the committee without at least a little prep.

Too Much Realism

Image too dark on shows. Can’t see what is going on.

Characters talk too soft. can’t hear what they are saying.

Personally, I could do with less realism , better sound and pictures.

When the commercials come on, everything is loud and clear as well as picture perfect.

I Hate Shoestrings

I have suspicions I’m not alone. They come loose, invariably at the wrong time. I used to be able to balance on one foot while tying the lace of the other. Not no more. It generally means finding a place to lean on for the few seconds.

I have no earthly idea how many times I have stepped on a shoestring, untying it. Then I look around in hopes of finding something to lean on. Of course there is nothing.

Then of course, there is that proverbial fraying lace, the one I have been meaning to replace for over a week. I give it a tug and suddenly it’s 2 pieces. Now I am faced with the problem of figuring out what to do with what is left. Naturally, none of the options quite work.

I go to a store that sells shoestrings and they have every size but the one I need. I buy some too long. The short ones won’t work at all. Without success, I try finding a way to take up the slack. Then, sure enough, after I manage as best I can, I stand, take two steps. The 2nd one is on the string.

Then, I see the add on TV, the one about sketches, no laces. I’m thinking, wonderful! Someone is finally thinking of me. As it becomes time to buy new shoes, I go into the local shoestore.

Fantastic. They carry the advertised shoes. I look and I search. I can’t find any size 14. That’s right. I have big feet. Some would call them large.

I got on the internet and to my surprise, I find out they have a local distributor. To my dismay, I find out they don’t make 14s.

I hate shoestrings. I don’t think I’m alone.

Places not to Be

Truth is, I have been in a number of countries outside the US and I don’t like any of them as good as here. Japan is quite an experience and the people are just as friendly as they can be. But, quite frankly, we don’t speak the same language and it is quite difficult driving on the wrong side of the street.

The Aussies are really friendly and the streets are so clean you can eat off them. They do speak the English language but in a funny way, however I just really don’t like their milkshakes. They are mostly air. By the way, they too, drive on the wrong side of the streets. It’s uneasy, even as a pedestrian. It is very difficult looking to the right as I stepped off the curb.

I met a marine captain going to the Soviet Union once. Asked him why in the world he wanted to go there. I certainly have no desire to go there. The weather is horrible. By the way, they will throw you in prison without a reason. Actually, it is getting to be that way here too.

Would not want to go to China. They like to throw folks in jail too. Worse, the smog makes it difficult to breath. I know. I spent a year in Los Angeles before they cleaned up things out there. It makes your eyes burn and water and causes pain in your lungs as you breathe. From what I’m told, it killed a few in London before they figured out some way to clean up the air there. None the less, I am afraid of their health care system there. I’m afraid they might decide it’s not worth the money to patch up a bloke over 75, that is unless he is a member of parliament.

I don’t parler Français too well, so France is out. It gets too cold in Germany and Switzerland.

I think I’ll just stay in the states. As I said before, don’t like the cold. Arabia is out too. Don’t like the hot.

Daily writing prompt
What place in the world do you never want to visit? Why?

Paxlovid DON’T Work!

Confirmation by new study. A Confirmation of another CDC lie. All the money spent on it was wasted. Who knows how many died because CDC can’t tell the truth.

Before you follow the guidance of the CDC, you might want to consider their history of intentional falsehoods. I know I will.