With the apparent collapse of society including “grooming” childrn in grade school, maybe the lyrics to “Head and Shoulders, Knees and Toes” should be modded to “Fists and elbows, knees and feet” with plenty of dojo time subbed in place of “grooming” time in kindergarten and grades 1-. . . 12?
Condition Yellow
Waiting room, self-seat restaurant, etc.: where do you sit?
Walking from car to store/P.O./wherever: head on a swivel? (For that matter, survey of parking lot before parking?)
Puttering in your own yard: have you cleared your six. . . in the last few seconds? (Let alone been on the lookout for “snakes in the grass”?)
In home: one ear cocked for exterior sounds?
What’s that in your pocket(s)/”holstered” by your easy chair?
Etc.
Data, Give Me More Data ;-)
So, I got one of those neat GSR-sensing bathroom scales. *huh* Pretty closely confirmed muscle mass/fat ratio determined by waist-height-weight measurements, but added somee useful details. Approved. *heh* (More data to take with me for next “permission slip” visit o doctor. 😉 I like data to go along with signs he may notice and symptoms I have noticed—if any.)
Now let’s see how a newly modified exercise regimen and some “snake oil” impacts measurements. . . 😉
López-Escobar, Borel Sets and Polish Spaces, Oh My!
Just Another Tuesday. *heh*
I feel my mental cogs slipping day by day, so I play memory/card games, read papers (mostly pubmed, given age/health stuff), and try to keep any math I do “between my ears” (though I do account balances/reconciliations on paper).
But still. . . while I can recall mor advanced math concepts, performing actual advanced math is. . . not so much in my wheelhouse, nowadays. *sigh* Neglected for years, such things are all fog, now, and I’m left with simply checking basic math/stats in the papers I read for entertainment and information: my own lil “edutainment” program.
Oh, well. Heading off fairly gently into that good night, I guess.
To Retire or Not? That Is the Question
Car. Retire a car.
We buy used cars. Always have, and probably always will. It’s worked out pretty well for us, but after 10 years on a car we bought used, even with good maintenance and repair all along, sometimes a moderately large repair bill will start the head scratching.
And so it is now with my Wonder Woman’s car, one of our favs over the decades—very comfortable, good handling, excellent fuel economy, etc. While I agree with her desire to keep it and keep it running well, a repair bill equal to 25% of is purchase price 10 years ago is right at the edge of “noper” for me. Still, worth it for her comfort, and the rest of the car checks out as solid, so. . . I’m looking forward to writing the check. I’ll even throw in the almost worthless Haynes manual as a tip. . . 😉
Yeh, I Do NOT Like Going to the Doctor
- Well, not for anything but getting my “permission slip” to take meds I already know I need. . .
But. . . I almost made a jaunt to see my “permission slip guy” last week. From decades past car “swat” (40mph impact while riding my bike on the shoulder of he road) and resultant surgeries, rehab, etc., “lessons in horsemanship (that I still feel to this date), other broken bones, cuts and unforeseen “piercings” that required medical intervention, the occasional dislocation of knee/hip joints, etc., etc., I had thought I had a good idea what pain was.
Nope. Gout i on another level altogether. *heh*
But. I did discover a combo of thing that have brought me, a week later, to a point where a bit of walking supported by a cane (not used for stability but support: very different uses) is merely uncomfortable as opposed to impossible. *heh* And yeh, dietary changes, too.
The Big Two things?
A diclophenac topical gel, and a set of foot and leg air massager boots (for circulation and relaxation). The diclophenac gel has done a GREAT job dealing with the pain and even the edema (though there is still some of both, of course), but over he last two days’ use of the massager units, I’ve seen a remarkable decrease in the swelling after each use. Apparently, its use ameliorating some effects of arthritis (gout is a form of arthritis) is solid.
I have planned and prepared for other things to avert future gout attacks, but for now, I am just pleased to be able to walk again. *heh*
Against Stupidity. . .
There are comment threads on social media that seem designed to be proof that Mark Twain was right when he said, “No amount of evidence will ever persuade an idiot,” and that Schiller expressed an eternal truth [via Talbot in “Maid of Orleans”] when he wrote, “Against stupidity, the gods themselves contend in vain.”
Sadly, more and more, social media seems all too often to reflect the real world society around us. . . *sigh*
Probably Won’t Do This, butt. . .
Saw Aussie Lap Puppy licking my Wonder Woman’s cat’s butt again, and thought, “Hey! Could save $$ on toilet paper if. . . ” Nah. While it would be a $$-saver, I just think. . . nah. After all, I have enough problems with his “cat-butt tongue kisses” already.
I DGARA
Under “use it or lose it,” because we have not been using a particular CC, the company lowered our credit limit. *yawn* Let’s see if we can do that with our other CCs, too.
Still “Diamond Preferred,” though (whatever that means).
That Thing. . .
Title of a chapter in a kind of “cars for dummies” (NOT a part of the “Dummies” books, just a book of that sort—name forever withheld to protect the guilty) that had me put the book down. “The Thing That Makes the Car Work.” Nah, there IS no “thing” that makes a car work. It is a complex machine that requires MANY things.
*meh* Not a harmful book, just a book for REAL dummies.