Went out for breakfast at the grocery store grill.
While there ordering and waiting, there sure was a lot of aging geezers coming and going and dealing with the new-fangled technology of the ordering station/island.
Something like 75% of the faces seen. Was it half-price for male geezers day?
And before I'm accused of ageism by any possible new readers ..... I qualify as one of those geezers.
I skip breakfast on most workdays, preferring to sleep to the latest possible second so taking myself to breakfast is always a treat.
Had my usual reaction to crossing the river ......
Great! With my luck this is when the big earthquake will hit, when I'm halfway across this bridge.
Drove the short distance to the fields where I spent so many hours in my working youth soccer days.
Drove about as slow as possible while circling the area, letting the memories, visions and emotions wash over me.
These fields have begun to feel like sacred ground to me.
I rarely look in the mirror any longer .....
I've become afraid of what might be looking back.
I'm constantly looking at sites that advertise old vintage stereo gear online,
Receivers, turntables, speakers, cassette decks and reel to reel players, etc.
Especially from the golden age of stereo gear ..... the 1970's and early 1980's.
All those non-digital lit-up displays, knobs and dials turn me on.
And whatever I'm looking at in a given moment is always the coolest thing I've seen.
(Most likely to be continued as the day progresses.)
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