Thursday, July 25, 2024

Notes To Usher in the Apocalypse

 Notes on this and that. Needed therapy after watching all nine innings of another lifeless Yankees loss.

  • I guess I don't need to ride the exercise bike tonight. Sweated up a storm just picking up around the house. 
  • Speaking of a lifeless Yankee loss .... How many frustrating occasions during the past three or four seasons, have I vowed that I've watched my last game? (Seems like two or three dozen.) And then the next day I'm back for more punishment.
  • My go-to moment of daily pleasure has become the home-for-the-evening, removal of shoes and socks.
  • These days, the only time that I exhibit the long-absent quickness and physical histrionics of youth is when I wander into a spider web.
  • I was excited about the upcoming half-century anniversary (which actually would have been yesterday) of my beginning date at work, hinting at appreciation in the form of a watch or vinyl record store gift certificate, and then my boss pointed out the errors of my mathematical calculations. So today was 49 years plus one day. 
  • The dilemma of collecting vinyl records .... I watch all these YouTube and Instagram 'vinyl community' videos and end up envious of everyone else and their collections. 
  • It's been ten months since I've had a coca-cola and while I'm constantly craving one, I'm finding it not all that difficult to abstain. 

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