It's the age old query:

Him or me?


With my track record over the years, you can figure out the answer.

With everything going on in the world, we now have something new to argue about:

The new Windows 11 vs the 'old' Windows 10.

Preliminary research I've done says there's no real difference between the two.

This begs the question:

Why come out with something 'new', when it's the same as the old?

Looks like another one of those things that make you go HMMMMM...

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For the first time in a week I awoke at my regular time.

No roofers banging away.

No mowers droning away

and

No drunken neighbors screaming at one another.

Waking up fully rested and in a good mood is

WONDERFUL!

Religion comes down to two points:

Believe in God and promote love, not hate.

I have not been a church goer for years, but I still try to accomplish these simple goals.

The big point people seem to forget is that we are given free will.

Because of free will people do harm to one another.

God is not telling you to do bad things to each other.

When someone does these things, it is not God doing the direction, it is man.

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All of my sports teams have been losing lately, both amateur & professional.

Luckily I outgrew the urge to wager years ago when money grew tight.

If I hadn't, I'd be in the poor house, probably with broken arms and legs.

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I started playing baseball at age 6. I had broken my left arm (I'm naturally left handed), so I learned to throw and halfway bat right handed.

By age 8, I was playing in the local Cub Scout League, where I led everyone in being hit by the pitch and broke my nose being hit while pitching by a line drive.

Up to the age of 13 I played little league, where I drew the most walks and developed a potent arm playing the outfield.

Freshman year of high school, I played one game because 2 guys were hurt and if I didn't play we had to forfeit the game. I hit 2 home runs (one a grand slam), drove in 6 runs and threw out 2 runners in the field. After the game I walked up to the coach and quit.

After high school, I played sand lot ball until I went to a Chicago White Sox tryout. I was told that if I learned to hit a slider, I could come back and they'd sign me.

I couldn't, so I spent the next years playing softball, retiring at age 43.

I have a really good outside shot with a basketball, but couldn't make the basketball team because I was only 5'2" until after my sophomore year, when I finally started to grow (I'm 6'1" now). So I played in the Industrial Leagues and in open tournaments until I retired at age 39.

Football? Even though I could catch almost anything I could get at least one hand on, I was relegated to sand lot because for a long time I was only 5'2" and weighed 130lbs. (probably soaking wet).

Never learned to ice skate, so I didn't even try ice hockey. We had no ice skating facility in my area.

So that's it. My semi-life as a part time jock.

Any questions?

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I had a dream this morning before waking that, after 69 years, I had finally found my soul mate.

Trouble was, she was only 10 years old.

I said no thank you, then woke up.

Just my luck, I mumbled, and went off to pee.

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I deny I'm denying denial.

After nearly a whole good night's slumber,

what better way to awaken than to hear those magic words:

"Get off your lazy asses and get up that fucking ladder"

from the roofers across the street.

Who needs an alarm clock?

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Instead of throwing stones at one another, wouldn't it be better to take those stones and build something together?

?