The Cold
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Despite the sub freezing nights, we are getting sun during the day.
Instead of the heavy cold fog.Not warm sun, but we can see the sun. It's
beautiful.R...
Behold my powerful deeds
As I arrived at the physical therapist’s, a man my age was leaving. As I left, another man my age was arriving. The three of us are in one of life’s predictable passageways. For most of my adult life, I regarded age-related disability as a personal failing, and thought I could avoid it if I ate right and exercised. Now I see that the body wears out no matter what. Even so, I remain an exemplary man, an inspiration to all who know me. To wit:
I drink my liquor straight.
I use six times the coffee grounds of an ordinary mortal.
I eat habaneros with every meal (habaneros being 44 times hotter than jalapenos).
I pee into the wind, and the wind flees before my mighty torrent.
Regarding these things, I say to my wife: “Behold, wife, your man’s powerful deeds and confess that he walks the earth a man among men, the terror of babies and the savior of tyrants.
My wife says back to me: “Forsooth, husband, I do behold my man’s powerful deeds, and I do confess that his few surviving taste buds packed their little suitcases and moved far away; furthermore, his shoes smell like urine.”
So much for the intellectual equality of women.
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