…so I just used the couch.
Yep, another low-energy day. I had a 10:00 a.m. doctor appointment to attend to, so that forced me to get my lazy ass off the couch and out the door. Looks like the eye surgery is going to take place next Saturday. Oh, and prior to the operation, I’ve got to get the dreaded COVID swab test. That means another trip to Baypointe hospital on Wednesday. Oh well, I really need to get these eyes of mine working again. Doc says I might even be able to function without eyeglasses. That would be a treat, I’ve been wearing glasses for over 20 years now. But I’ll settle for just being able to see clearly enough to read with both eyes open and without getting fatigued. I can’t say for sure, but I’m thinking my recent laziness bout might be related to my declining eyesight. Thirty minutes on the computer and I need to take a nap it seems. One more week.
After completing my office visit, I decided to push myself a little by walking home. It’s only around 6K and mostly on the highway, but it was at least several thousand steps in the right direction.
Relive it here if you please.
For lunch, I had some leftover spaghetti and meatballs I made last night. Then took yet another nap. This post took a goodly portion of my remaining energy, but it is Saturday night and I must persevere!
How about some funny shit before I go?
How about this?
Alright, this is an old school, non-political, funny story:
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John O’Reilly hoisted his beer and said, “Here’s to spending the rest of me Life, between the legs of me wife!” That won him the top prize at the pub for the best toast of the night!
He went home and told his wife, Mary, “I won the prize for the Best toast of the night.” She said, “Aye, did ye now. And what was your toast?” John said, “Here’s to spending the rest of me life, sitting in church beside me wife.” “Oh, that is very nice indeed, John!” Mary said.
The next day, Mary ran into one of John’s drinking buddies on the street corner. The man chuckled leeringly and said, “John won the prize the other night at the pub with a toast about you, Mary.” She said, “Aye, he told me, and I was a bit surprised myself. You know, he’s only been in there twice in the last four years. Once I had to pull him by the ears to make him come, and the other time he fell asleep”.
You are welcome! Back with more soon.
You still seem able to type, read comments, and take photos that are in focus, for whatever that’s worth. Good luck with the upcoming surgery all the same. I’m sure you’ll be in good hands.
“Traitor Joe’s” seems about right.
Did the goat on a rock dispense any wisdom? Or at least offer you some goat cheese?
Yeah, I’m functioning but with increasing difficulty. The phone takes the photos, but finding the camera icon on the screen in bright sunlight is more from memory than vision. It could be worse and that’s what I hope to avoid.
The goad seemed to be saying “dude, it’s hot out and you look tired. Find a nice rock and take a nap.”
I can see why you generally avoid walking along the national highway. Not a whole lot of room to dodge the various modes of transport that they come hurtling your way.
Precisely, Brian. Not much shoulder in places and those Jeepney drivers love to cut corners…
Yeah I know what you mean. After I’ve been on the computer for 30 minutes I need a nap too. My eyes are fine. It’s just that I’ll be looking at the Asian Hotties on PornHub and stroking my meat. After 30 minutes of that this 60y/o needs a cigarette, then a nap. Peace Out!
Well, that’s a relief that it wasn’t my blog making you sleepy!