What made you smile today?

Wow, I'm impressed. My wife and I walked around Waikiki today, and I was really tired after about 6 blocks.
Not used to walking, so after our walk yesterday at Ala Moana Shopping Center, my lower legs cramped up on me after we returned to our hotel.

What made me smile today?

I sat down in my favorite coffee shop this morning. On my right was a woman who was playing with her infant in her arms making him giggle and laugh uncontrollably and on my left was a kid fidgeting because he was coming off a meth binge. It reminded me of the philosophical race to recapture that type of motherly attention but some do it through shitty means.

I caught this woman checking me out and I had a smile/smirk to myself.

My daughter brought me a new heater, a beautiful one that simulates fire. Wonderful nice gesture. But it draws more electricity than my mobile home wires can carry. Oh, well. She loves me.

Smiling because it's a lovely warm day here in SW FL. Warm enough and not too windy so that both of us (my s/o, the lovely Maxine) got on our bikes and rode around our complex. First, though, I adjusted our helmet straps and inflated the tires and made sure all was in working order.

Maxine needed some help with learning how the gear selection worked but in no time we were cruising. One day in a row but on our way to making this a regular habit. In my past life, prior to the last few years, I used to be a regular rider. This makes me happy to share this experience with my special lady.

It's going to be another beautiful day in paradise, Hawaii. Steady at 80 degrees.

Nodding.

We've similar temps here for the most part but your nights are bit warmer there...plus beautiful Hawaiian sunsets too. Hope you both have a ball, Tak!

We stayed on the beach after dinner and watched the wonderful fireworks.

re-reading: this reminds me that Prince Phillip was taken by the high up department of medicine guy to see my lab. Well, not mine exactly, but I was the only tech for some years, doing things like moving the refrigerator and so on, and often working late, being just one person. This was in sort of early days of immunology testing. Eventually we hired another guy as I was asked to join a research crew. But that day, the lab area secretary buzzed me to say they were on the way, and I decided I needed to go to the restroom fast. Stayed there until the coast was clear. All these years later, I'm not clear on my motives. Part of it is that I'm from an irish american family, but that's not quite on the nose. Closer may be that I'd an instinctual avoidance of princes. And, underneath, I had an early life of shyness, though by then a lot of that had waned.

Mile for me, way back when, was 72 lengths, and that was when I was in my late thirties, at the west LA YMCA (women are there too). Then I would go home and sneeze.

A terrific day, today.

Thomas showed up in Albuquerque, and we got together where a2kers have joined in before, at Flying Star on Rio Grande Blvd. Thomas, from Germany, has visited in Abq before.

Snort, I remember him arguing with me about how I pronounced something and he well may have been correct. I think I sputtered resistance. Man is good at listening.

Thomas and Buterflynet and Diane and I talked for quite a while.

Nice. Please say "hello" to every one for me. We're now in Hawaii for 3 more nights before our flight home.

Not all of a2k folk agree - and that restaurant a good place to talk. Also, they have good burgers.

That isn't strange that not all a2kers agree. I don't agree with my wife and siblings all the time.

A big smile based on a Facebook post this morning.

A friend of mine recently retrieved a number of his mother's belongings (long story). As he went through the boxes, he found some photos of his father no one in the family seemed to know. His dad was a well-known percussionist in Jamaica in the 1950's - 70's. In 1964, he worked as an extra in High Wind in Jamaica. V posted great candid shots of the cast and crew that his dad took as well as some wonderful photos of his very handsome dad in his lead pirate outfit. The photos made me smile, as did the comments of family who hadn't seen them before. Everyone enjoying the memories.

wow - James Coburn in his youth was almost too pretty. what a good-looking guy

Is it possible that someone has already invented time travel, figured how dangerous it was and destroyed their time machine?

I've been grumpy re politics for months now, so I appreciate good magazine or newspaper articles that aren't about current politics around the world. Today I was refreshed, actually happy, reading My Life with Oliver Sacks, by Bill Hayes, a good writer and photographer. It was a a breath of fresh air to read it.

https://www.theguardian.com/books/2017/mar/26/bill-hayes-insomniac-city-my-life-with-oliver-sacks-new-york

Bob Rae responded to me on twitter - using my twitter handle - not just a re-tweet.

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One week today and I'm awaaaaayyy!!! (again)

Look out Spain!

Bon voyage, Margo. Hey, Spain. Watch out. Margo's coming.