Every once in a while when I go over to the
grocery I stop at the magazine rack and look
through the magazines. Doing that today it
occurred to me how few magazines there were
that were anything close to being in my own
I consider it a 'success' if I don't faint
when I get up out of a chair.
I really do need to get more exercise. And I
wouldn't mind adding some mass to my depleted
muscles. But I don't think I'm going to do
it this way.
Don't really need this one either. Although
I will take Christie Brinkley.
I have to admit that when I started the Pat
Maginess series I had to research firearms
a bit. And it was kinda cool actually. Still,
these days I think I'll stick with the golf
club that I have strategically positioned
at the front door.
I just invested $4.99 on a bottle of pinot
noir. Does that count?
Back in the 80s I did for a brief time consider
getting a bike. But then I realized that it would
just make me a sure target for all sorts of bugs.
Think I'll pass on this one.
I wouldn't mind learning to ride better. But
being a cowboy? I don't think so.
I couldn't even afford the deck polish on one
of these babies.
Ah, now we're talking…