Been busy, hence the lack of postings on this blog. The busyness has nothing to do with productive activity. In truth, it has very little to show for itself. All this running around is generally referred to as spinning one's wheels. Running in place, as it were.
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Meetings and appointments, doctors, financial advisers, contractors, shopping for carpets and furniture. An hour here, two hours there, not counting travel time. Now a stop for lunch and, while trying to get into the carpool lane in rush hour traffic, a quick listen to news on the radio about some secondrate South American noodlehead insulting our President at the wastefully expensive circus called the UN. And how about those New York parking tickets that go unpaid by third world diplomats whose jet set lifestyle is financed by our taxpayers' dollars?
My rant for today.
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We get on in years, and health continues to be either a remarkable gift or a thing of concern, whether our own, or our friends' and relatives'. Those little aches and sniffles and coughs, they may not seem to be something to worry over, but you never can tell. Heaven forbid that they should signal something dire. At our time of life, chances should not be something we take. Medications, yes. Chances, no.
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You can probably tell that my mood on this lovely fall day borders on the gloomy.
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