I see, hear, and read things that make me chuckle, especially in advertising. I was listening to the radio today, there was one of those non stop auto insurance commercials. This one was for motorcycle insurance, or as they referred to it bike insurance. The company was advertising bike insurance, for bikers, by bikers. I got a picture of these suits, sitting in a conference room, knuckle bumping eat other. I also had a minor guffaw, wondering what real bikers think of the massive infusion of menopausal men using bikes to stay young?
Tell ya something else that makes me laugh. The image of me, running, or my new equivalent of running, trying to make it to the bathroom. I look like those guys that do demolition by running into things, or Quasimodo,going to ring the bells. I am capable of leaving a wide swath of destruction to begin with, put me in double time mode, and look out! I had one of those dashes today, figure I may as well laugh about it. Think I had a micro chip installed at birth, and it activates when I pull onto my street, good times.
Have to figure out how to get out of this recliner? Weighs heavy on my mind that my future holds nothing but sitting, probably, and the fatigue is so bad, I can't go do anything about it, but sit here and wait. Time to suck it up, push it, but what? Where? When, and with who? What do people do during the day, or at night for that matter, when they have a lot of time on their hands? All my friends and family work, they can't play with me. Never thought you could have too much time on your hands, is there no parole from this?