On my walk today…..

Sometimes I walk and think; other times I just walk

Infrastructure

Some of the roads near my house are so bad that it’s reminiscent of driving on an old country road with the gravel pinging the car, no matter how slow you go.

Imagine my surprise when I was driving one morning and realized that they had restriped the asphalt!  They may have just painted a bunch of rocks because there wasn’t much surface for the stripes.

A few weeks later, they demolished and rebuilt all of the street corners with the yellow bumpy pads for all of the (zero) blind walkers in the neighborhood.  They are in greater danger of falling into a pothole than they are of stepping out into traffic.   I imagine the moms with sleeping babies in strollers are not happy about pushing the stroller over the yellow bumpy pads.

When I was walking across the yellow bumpy pads, I realized that if someone followed the directionality of the pads, they would end up walking kitty corner into the intersection.  In order to cross the street correctly, you have to pivot 90 degrees from the direction of the pad.

I don’t understand painting stripes on rocks and I don’t understand putting in pads that direct walkers into a diagonal, and unsafe, path.

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Pennies from heaven

I found a penny today.

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Dog run?

A car passed by this morning, turned around and parked.  A man got out of the car and opened the door for his dog to jump out.  I thought it was odd that someone would drive to our neighborhood to go for a walk since the area around me is similar to all the other areas in the neighborhood.

Then I realized that he and his dog were heading onto the golf course.

My first thought was, “gross.  I’m sure the golfers aren’t going to appreciate having the 16th hole used as a dog run.”

About 45 minutes later, the car was gone.  That told me that HE was not out for a walk at all – he was just looking to let his dog run free so that he didn’t have to walk it.  Gross.  And lazy.  And I’m certain he did not clean-up after his dog.

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Short memory

I guess that I either have too much on my mind (so there’s no room for new thoughts) OR not enough on my mind (so there’s nothing to stick to).

My walks are usually 30 to 50 minutes.  About half-way through, I’ll have a thought and decide that I will share it “on my walk today” blog.

By the time I get home, I’ve forgotten it!  I wonder why that happens – it’s not like the thought is competing with a bunch of other thoughts.

At least I remembered to write about forgetting.

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The Neighbor’s sprinklers

The house on the corner has a sprinkler on the side of their house that is facing the wrong direction.

My natural instinct is to reach down and give it a little twist so that it can water the grass and not the sidewalk.

But then I remember all the times I’ve given my own sprinklers “a little twist” and the nozzle goes flying across the lawn and I run into the garage to turn off the system.

So, I just keep walking since I don’t want to have to bang on their door at 6 in the morning because I was trying to be helpful.  And, I don’t want to take my walk in a wet t-shirt.

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Children (even the young-adult kind) and dishes

Here’s my advice:

Either rinse your breakfast plate so that the egg yolk does not harden on it OR make sure your mother doesn’t do the dishes.

Same thing with milk – do not let that little residue of milk harden in the bottom of the glass.  A tiny swoosh with some water before you let it sit in the sink overnight is all you need to do to avoid annoying your mother.

And…….. ladies:  if you notice some lipstick on a cup or a glass, wipe if off because the dishwasher will not blast it away.  It’s infallible, remember?  That’s why you bought it.  Under no circumstance should a glass or cup be taken out of the dishwasher and put into the cupboard if there are visible lip marks.  Yes, it’s been “cleaned”  but it’s gross and your mother doesn’t want to see it.

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73 percenter

I’m in the 99%.

But, I’m not in the 47% of the “ne’er do wells” so I must be in the 52% of the 99%.

I’m chosing hope over hate, so I will be voting with the “ne’er do wells” and I believe at least 50% of my fellow  52 percenters will do the same.

That means that 26% of the “real Americans” will join forces with the 47% of the “ne’er do wells” which means that 73% of Americans will stand together.

I’m in good company.

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Enunciate

If you take out the words:  benny, and, the, jets – there’s only about two dozen words that I understand in “Benny and the Jets.”

I guess that’s why people find it so much fun to “sing” it at the top of our lungs in bars.

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When I grow to old to dream….

It loses a lot when you’re reading it instead of hearing it sung so you should download it:

“When I grow too old to dream, I’ll have you to remember

When I grow too old to dream, your love will live in my heart”

Beautiful song; beautiful thought.

Romberg/Hammerstein (as sung by Nat King Cole on my iPod)

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No drugs required

I was listening to “Purple Haze” on my iPod and, during the riff in the middle, I could hear voices.

I turned around because I thought someone was walking and talking behind me!  I played it again and, sure enough – the voices are really there, I just never heard them before.

I imagine that in the 1960s/70s – with a little bit of recreational drugs -listeners heard the voices without the assistance of earbuds.

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