A Mr. Cranky's Neighborhood EpisodeImage by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay
And long-leggedy beasties
And things that go bump in the night.
Good Lord, deliver us!" -Depends on who you ask...
Whatever combination of weather conditions that are necessary to produce optimal leaf coloring have apparently occurred and my twice-daily brisk walks around the neighborhood to avoid having to engage in more serious forms of exercise are in technicolor.
[You're fortunate enough to live in a neighborhood chockablock with stately old trees and you don't know why they...]
I did, Dana, but I can't remember.
[You're writing this on a computer, why don't you just open a new tab and look it up?]
Because I wouldn't remember why for more than a minute or two because I'm... moderately old. The good news is that getting old provides clarity as far as what details are worth going out of one's way to remember. Given that details are literally infinite and our memories are not this is quite useful.
This is quite useful because being as present and wide open as possible to whatever I'm experiencing here and now is much more important than sweating the details... or even making sure I take a picture with my phone.
[I guess... It must be a geezer/geezerette/geezem thing.]
I'd rent or borrow (can you rent a regular suit?) whatever sort of suit is currently favored by the lobbyists that infest the Swamp that included a bright red "power tie" of the sort favored by the Donald.
What makes a power tie a power tie anyway? I've never understood the concept. Hang on a sec', I'll be right back...
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