I did a little cleaning last night. I am still not anywhere finished. At least my room looks somewhat better.
It’s October and I am not enjoying it one bit. I feel schackled to my computer. It’s my own doing. I really need to get out and move and enjoy the weather. Of late I have been feeling so sad and emotionally adrift. The good news is I didn’t smell urine this morning.
So speak, beak.
“All things considered, I’d rather be in Philadelphia”.
W.C. Fields
When I was in Philly one time, my dad and I visited the first pretzel factory in America.
Ever been there? You get to wear a funny little
baker’s hat and sample fresh pretzels. How
can any human feel depressed after that kind of
experience?