Monday through Friday I work out and walk for exercise.

Today I'll be going to the grocery, topping off my gas tank and running other little errands.

But come Sunday,

I'll spend my day of rest watching sports and movies.

Ahhh...

And the hits just keep coming.

Thanks to all for helping me reach this milestone.

Today's walk brought to mind another saying:

I was blown away.

50-60 mph winds will do that to you.

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Have a doggone happy day:

I have a hard time understanding all the arguments over someone being transgender.

So what?

When I was growing up, I remember some guys being what we called effeminate. It didn't mean they were gay.

It didn't stop me from interacting with them as people.

If John feels more comfortable as Joan, so be it.

I've heard some people say that if a guy can needs to shave he can't be considered a woman.

That's not much of an argument to me.

When my father passed away, a woman came to my dad's funeral. She was dressed up in a nice dress.

The thing about her that stood out was she had a mustache... thicker than mine.

I asked my mother about it later and she told me the lady had dark hair and when she was younger tried to shave off the hair on her upper lip.

After a while she gave up and her husband didn't care.

This was before waxing and electric hair removal became the norm.

My point is that we shouldn't judge people for how they look.

If Joan identifies with being John, I don't care.

I just want to get the name right.

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I saw a cartoon in the paper today where an old man is telling his grandson that the reason young people make bad decisions is because their brain is not fully developed yet.

The boy asks when it is developed and the old man tells him it's when your hair falls out.

Funny joke, one I can relate to -

at least the part where your hair falls out.

According to actual science, a human being's full frontal cortex, where your reasoning ability lies, is not fully developed until the age of 25.

I must have been a late bloomer,

because mine, judging by my history, didn't fully develop until the ripe old age of 55.

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I had BBQ chicken for dinner last night.

So (of course) my dreams were crazy:

1. It was mandatory for EVERYONE to get Covid vaccines. NO exceptions.

2. I was in the hospital for observation. In the morning, my doctor was a pretty blonde lady.

By the evening she had a heavy five o'clock shadow on her face.

3. I time traveled back to the 1940s and became friends with my dad.I was even best man at his wedding!

I don't care...

the BBQ chicken was delicious.

Got my air fryer out today, just to make some french fries.

While the fries were cooking I looked at the package the fries came in and a question came to mind:

The brand name is Ore-Ida. Potatoes come from Idaho.

Why is there a reference to Oregon in the brand name?

Something to ponder while I enjoy my french fries.

Wait - FRENCH fries?

Will the questions never cease?

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I'm sure a day like today is where the term

'taking a brisk walk' originated...

as I found out firsthand on my daily walk.

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A few minutes after I had walked away from my computer because I couldn't figure out why my printer wasn't printing,

it came to me why.

In a stroke of sheer genius, I realized I had forgotten to take the tape off of the ink cartridge.

At least I didn't spend too much time worrying about the problem...

I was just quicker to figure out my idiocy.

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