Sunday, and it is rainy and early in the day, and cool and comfortable, and not even halfway through the weekend! Three day weekends are an application of delight, tonic for the soul, a wonderful, powerful thrilling joyride. So keen it almost seems illegal, or at least immoral. But, it isn't. Approved by the federal government, and endorsed by decent, loving, humane employers everywhere.
Yesterday was a day of labor, too. We went to the the Outlet Mall in Jeffersonville, a mythical place with unique physical properties, and a strange gravitational pull that grabs people from miles away and drags them across state lines to walk purposefully and determinedly across well traveled sidewalks and into busy stores. Once inside they will toil, grabbing for bargains, bickering among themselves, turning on employees, comparing prices to those offered by the ultimate of discount stores, Walmart. Often, this would spark intense debate concerning the location of the best deal, and thinly veiled accusations of stupidity, and mathematical incompetence. Further bickering would ensue, and soon the scene would deteriorate, the family openly split along visible lines, invoking visions of the Hatfields and McCoys, or Capulets and Montagues.
My big purchase was a "Doohickey" from Eddie Bauer. A bottle opener, screw driver, wrench, box cutter, ruler combination that clips onto a key ring. So far only the bottle opener has been field tested, and found to be passable taking two or three attempts to pop the top on an icy cold Red Stripe, directly in contrast to the ease of the model we keep in the drawer with the cutlery. This is in keeping with my new routine heavy on aerobic, and heart healthy exercise. I can almost feel the years being added to my life. My doctor will be so proud.
Soon the rain will pass, and the day will assume the glory entitled to the middle day of a three day weekend. An aroma of smoked ribs smothered in barbecue sauce is beginning to float through the neighborhood, the new bottle opener workout is calling, and I must answer. Until next time, friends.
Sunday, August 31, 2014
Labor Day, a time for action.
Labels: aerobic, barbecue, cardiovascular, Doohickey, eddie bauer, grilling, labor day, shopping, tanger outlet mall, Walmart, workout
There is not much to say, but, for those who find any offense, please remember these are only stories, jokes, and have no relation to reality. Kind of like life.
I like life, and hope it lasts a long time, but it does require some explanation, that is why these blogs exist. To help people navigate times and events that make no sense.
Here are a few places you can find a few things.
The Original Life Explained. Where it all started, a little rambling and a lot of nothing important.
Life Explains The End Views on humanity's race to self extinction. I hope I am wrong.
Life Explains Smiles Because everybody likes it when you smile.
Life Explains Aging Getting older is not always easier, but it is worth the effort. And a few small things can make it much more pleasant.
Life Explains Traveling and Commuting Mostly commuting. Driving bugs me and working bugs me so driving to work is the ultimate insult of modern life, and I like to complain.
Life Explained Explores History. The real problem with history is there is so much of it. It is all over the place. But, if you take the time to look at the small pieces it is fascinating.
Life Explains Music Music is a universal language. I like guitar based rock and roll, but there is a little bit of a lot here.