edgarblythe wrote:I'm going to bed.
You missed an opportunity:
"I think I'm going to bed."
216. I think I would now know what to do for my mother, were she alive. Back then, I didn't know what to do for myself; no way I knew what to do for others.
217. I think any wrongs I have been guilty of in the past are no longer a part of me. I forgive myself and I'm free.
218. I think my helper at work, who hails from Nova Scotia, is a pretty fine Texan. (If only he were less Republican oriented, now . . .)
219. I think the President ought to consider emigrating.
210. I think the world may not end within my lifetime.
211. I think computers will soon take the images of dead actors and star them in new movies. Humphrey Bogart, Doris Day, Richard Burton- - They may even be better actors in the new medium than before.
212. I think the new millinneum cannot be an age of Aquarius. Human life and dignity seem expendable thus far.
213. I think the Martians would know about microbes.
214. I think Cervantes had the guage of his creation.
215. I think Necco Wafers are neat. I want some.
216. I think Daylight Savings is a waste. I hate resetting the clock twice a year.
217. I think Captain America will someday be revived. (He died in a current comic book). Can't make money by erasing the hero.
218. I think my wife will be fine. She is having shoulder surgery in the morning.
219. I think my bougainvillea may be dead. I forgot to water it.
220. I think the sale of the apartments where I work is on a fast track. Makes the next few months uncertain.
Sending good thoughts to Mrs. Blythe.
edgarblythe wrote:218. I think my wife will be fine. She is having shoulder surgery in the morning.
Hoping all goes well, Edgar.
How's Mrs. B doing, Edgar? And how you doin' too?
Just got home. The doc said she came through very well. They gave her a nerve blocker, which will keep her pain free about 18 hours. Have to keep the area iced down. Got a prescription for Vicadin. She's in her own bed, asleep already.
Thanks for the concern.
I think she's in good hands.
Glad to hear all went well.
How are you holding up?
I'm tired, but doing well, thank you.
221. I think I need to clean the nasty house up.
222. I think friends on a2k are as great as ones in the non cyber world.
223. I think Betty Boop's head was a bit large.
224. I think I feel better at age 64 than I did at age 50.
225. I think Batman could easily defeat Spiderman, but maybe not Popeye.
the nasty house will still be there tomorrow, and it'll just need cleaning again in a few days so one more ain't onna hurt
take it easy
glad to hear things seem good with mrs blythe
one paul spoke of being 64, another 84
here's paul heaton and the beautiful south
When I'm 84
Queuing with the old folk
There's and old man with a wicked smile
Not through smug politeness
He's doing it in style
No savings book or flannel slacks
No "Pardon", when I heard them ask
Just a vodaphone and a filofax
When I'm 64
I'll dream on
They all bore the milkman
Stop him for hours at their front gate
He just sits and thinks
I'll make the bastard wait
No dribbling or incontinence
No longing for the old sixpence
Just smoking weed till age makes sense
When I'm 74
I'll dream on
They all save for Blackpool
Just for the cheap companionship
Meanwhile he counts pennies
For a different trip
No smoking pipes and drinking bitter
No eyeing up the baby sitter
I'll trip up kids and I'll drop my litter
When I'm 84
I'll dream on
When I'm 84
I'll dream on late
I'll dream on
And I'll whisper late
You're in your nineties Arthur
Be careful with your back
Exercise your muscles
I'd rather Jack
I'd rather Jack
Ah, but, as George Burns said, and then Jerry Lee Lewis echoed:
I Wish I Was Eighteen Again
In a bar in Memphis, an old man came in,
I thought he was out of his his head
Being a young man, I just laughed it off
I'm dreaming that he understood
I'll never again turn the young ladies heads,
Or go running off into the wind
I'm three quarters home now from the start to the end
I wish I was 18 again
I wish I was 18 again
My God, I'd like to go back,
where I've never been
But old folks, old oaks
They stand tall but just pretend
I wish I was 18 again
Time turns the pages
And life it goes so fast
The years turn the black hair to grey
I talked to young folks,
But they don't understand
The things this old man's has to say
Oh, I wish I was 18 again
Going back where I've never been.
But old folks, old oaks
Standing tall, just pretend
I'll never be 18 again
I sometimes feel life may have passed my by, until I look closely at people randomly nearby, I might then ask myself if I would trade places with any of them, the answer is most often no; yet the restlessness will return.
I actually am much better off mentally at my present age. Took me fifty years to begin to feel this way.
226. I think it remarkable that some major films are taken from graphic novels and turn out very well. I didn't know about Road to Perdition, and only just found out about 300 today. For those who don't know: Graphic novels are comic books.
227. I think the docs are sometimes overly cautious with the pain meds. My wife spent a whole day with inadequate medication before they prescribed something that actually helped. How many operations do they do, that they don't know already?
228. I think the Grand Parkway toll freeway around Houston will eat up too much farmland and only contribute further to eradicating what's left of the country part of the area. In short, no more farms or country living. We might eventually have to drive beyond Austin or San Antonio to get away from the sprawl.
229. I think the proposed Texas law to execute repeat sex offenders will be overruled if it passes. I don't know what compromise will work.
230. I think Murphy ought to rescind his law.
