Just hasn’t been a good blogging day. Sure is pretty out, though, and having come in for a sandwich I’m gonna go get some more of that while I can.
I’ve been pretty sore lately, with all those twisted joints and broken bones that I shrugged off when I was 20, congratulating myself on how tough I was. They come back and haunt your seventh (or is it the eighth?) decade, it turns out. That’s okay, it beats hell out of the alternative, but it does remind me of my favorite Bobby Bare song…
















































Not having video on this machine I have to guess the clip – but that’s easy!
Guess that makes me a winner?
Fwiw – Shel Silverstein wrote the lyrics to that – and a longer version to boot.