Stan Lee has passed away at age 95. Did you like Spiderman, the Fantastic Four, the Hulk, The Avengers (just to name a few) growing up reading the comics? Thank Stan Lee. His imagination helped to inspire the imagination of several generations.

Rest in peace, Stan. Your gift to us can never be repaid.

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Turns out my inner ear thing is Vertigo, caused by a buildup of something in my inner ear. Can't take medication for it, I just have to wait for it to break up and heal on its own.

Not a major illness, just irritating.

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Due to blackout rules by the NFL, I can watch neither the Chicago Bears nor the New England Patriots... I must settle for the local (ugh) Colts. So I'm leaving to get petrol and run some errands.

Lazy day.

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Feeling better today. I can now move around and look at my computer screen without getting dizzy.

Happy Day!

My sinus infection has come back and looking at my screen too long makes me dizzy.

To be continued when I feel better...

Do you hear that?

It's the sound of NO political messages for the next 6 months or so.

I voted today. Quick and simple, in and out in under 5 minutes.

Whichever way the chips fall, I won't gloat or whine.

I did my 'job', I've had my say. That's it.

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Growing up in Indiana in the late 1960's, early 1970's, all the states surrounding Indiana had more liberal drinking ages... 18 and 19, while Indiana tried (and failed) to lower their law from 21. It was like a rite of passage: If you lived close enough to one of the state lines (30 miles to Ohio for us), you had to go and drink. There was a bar that everyone from around here traveled to: The Triangle. They had live bands on the weekend, and the cover charge was two dollars. Go somewhere where you could listen to live bands and drink cheap 3.2 percent beer? To us, it was worth the trip. Several of us had a caravan of cars going every Saturday night, until two guys left early one night and rolled their Corvette convertible, killing both. The thrill was gone then and the caravan of cars stopped making the trip.

I went back with an old friend about ten years later, just to see if the place had changed. It was still the same, with live bands and a massive 18 year old crowd. Trouble was, we had changed and left after one beer.

As the old song says: You can get back to the place, but not the time.

Life goes on. Sometimes you just need a little reminder to see how much you've grown.

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I should have said American football. I forgot this is a global community.

My apologies.

... football is boring. Too many time outs and play reviews.

I'm glad basketball is starting up now.

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