Sunday, April 15, 2018

Observations From An Old Man

I watched the movie, Casino Royale, with Daniel Craig today. I wonder how many children James Bond has fathered. It has to be in the thousands.

I'm in awe of professional golfers. It's the most difficult game I've ever played. I could hit a baseball coming at me at 90 mph but trying to hit a white ball no bigger than a large walnut while in a stationary position can be a very frustrating experience. But, I've never thrown a club.

The older I get it's easier to say, I don't care and I don't give a crap. It's fun and I like it.

My very best friends are my doctors. I see them all the time.

The more money I have the less likely I am to spend it except when I'm in a bar with friends. For some reason they never have to buy. The next day I ask myself, "How can you be so stupid?" I think I know the answer.

I attend Mass at least three times a week. I believe in planning ahead.

I've been thinking about where I want to be buried when the Big Dirt Nap begins. Ohio? Not a chance even though I've lived here for 30 years. That leaves Iowa. But where? Not in my hometown of Boone. I couldn't find their cemetery with a GPS. Besides, no one would ever come to visit me and I'd get lonesome.

I've lived in Boone, Cedar Rapids, New Hartford, Storm Lake, Ottumwa(and, no, I didn't know Radar O'Riley), and Davenport in Iowa. I've also lived in Mukwonago, Wisconsin, St. Francis, Wisconsin(briefly), and Westerville along with Dublin, Ohio. The point is I've decided I don't want to die because in these places every day would be like hell.

I had my first piece of chocolate yesterday since January 27. I've lost twenty pounds and still look like I need a bra. Bad genes, folks, but as I wrote earlier, I don't give a crap. My slacks do but I don't.

After fifty-five years I still keep in constant touch with fourteen of my high school classmates and a smattering of others. That's the way it should be.



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