I don’t get much exercise. By that, I mean I don’t participate in any regular, repetitive actions where the primary purpose is to move muscles and blood. My physical activity tends to come from whatever project has caught my attention, whether from necessity or for amusement, usually the latter. Being the kind of obsessive personality I am, I tend to go at things all or nothing, so when I’m active, I tend to be very active. Of course, when I’m not active, I sit a lot. So, I figure if I physically work hard two months and sit around the next two months, I’m doing all right on average. Right?
203 responses to “Socks and the Settee (Ouch!)”
Smigz :), yup it works for me!
GM back at you Old Bear….
a Caturday grin:
https://i.chzbgr.com/full/9026014976/hC2C72FD4/
..so many lolcats, and I have the time 🙂
https://i.chzbgr.com/full/9019682816/h33B33065/
…those eyes! that tail! that background!! That cellphone???
http://firstpropics.com/tiny-lion/
Tomorrow is the Bard of Avon’s supposed birthday.
Gentlemen, break out the doublets.
Three Morning Lines:
Perhaps one achieves final maturity when one loses all self-delusions.
Once, I tried to seize the day, but I was arrested for shoplifting.
(The last one has been true in my life all too often.)
It’s not the unpredictability of life that bothers me; it’s the unpredictability of death.
Rick, the Bard is definitely desert island reading. If you have him, you have all the world.
Debbe, husband always says if he had a Jeep, he would name it Eugene. 😉 (We grew up watching Popeye.)
How far away do the younger Days live from the older Days? What do you think?
OMC…this kitten looks like Dad’s ‘lil Miss Fluff and Puff (alias…Queenie):
https://i.chzbgr.com/full/9028321536/h328F1CEB/
…but, Rick, I don’t want to reach maturity, that means I’ve grown up 🙁
Smigz, I can’t remember much of Popeye so I don’t remember the Eugene name….how about Eugenia? I remember the crawling baby, and a long nosed character…wasn’t it’s name Jeep?, or something like that?
Do I remember that the Popeye strip had a critter called the jeep back in the ’30s? Peace,
emb, you remember correctly. The long-nosed critter was Eugene the Jeep. I think he ate orchids, too.
Debbe: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eugene_the_Jeep
Look on YouTube for some of the old Fleischer Popeye cartoons, the Jeep was in some of those.
emb, your memory is sound. Being born in the 1950s, my exposure to Eugene the Jeep was through the animated shorts. I remembered him being a small dog-sized character, not speaking, but magically appearing and disappearing. Wikipedia has an article about him, which suggests that the vehicle was named after this character:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eugene_the_Jeep
Yes Mark but it would be Mississippi ‘s gain if I do. Looking at towns with historic districts restored.
Trucker:
Thanks. Nobody has questioned my memory here, just my character.
Have found lately, however, a new thing I must remember: at every threshold, exit, entry, etc., and on every patio, porch, stoop, path, or other route that you don’t really know by heart, check to see if your next footfall w/b on the same level as your last. I’ve unwittingly stepped off into space a few times. Have not yet broken anything [maybe related to a lifelong drinking habit: 2-4 daily glasses of milk, mentioned here before]. The one on Easter tore some skin [actually, my now twisted watchband did that], bruised my left biceps & triceps internally, and didn’t do my left rotator cuff any good. Other octenagerians [sp.?] are worse off.
Peace,
octonagerians
Happy slightly belated Birthday, TR!!
HB, TR.
GR
…speaking of Jeeps; Northeast Dubois High School’s mascot is the Jeep…only plural. I’ve always wondered how that came to be…it’s funny to see a resemblance drawn on boards that are placed along the highway when it comes to high school sectionals here in SIN. (go, fight, wing Jeeps) 🙂
wing???? where’s that edit button?????
emb: octogenarians
Hey, what do you know? I’m a sexagenarian! (age 60 to 69)
My bride of 37 years (as of today!) is definitely a sexy sexagenarian!
Yep, April is a busy month with her birthday on the 18th, mine on the 19th, our anniversary on the 22nd, her sister’s birthday on the 27th, and of course Uncle Sam’s voluntary tax day falls around the 15th.