General Observations While Bouncing Around the Room

It is decidedly low-class to continue to use television commercials featuring your now-deceased founder (Johnnie Cochran) to hype business for your lawfirm. (I guess I'm still twitching over lawfirms advertising in the first place.) The guy is DEAD! Put him to rest!

Concerning matters a little closer to home....

I am probably the only human being on the planet who can spend the better part of two weeks in bed (alone) and come out of it with a sprained knee. I have NO idea how that happened, but at some point during my flu convalescence I twisted the damn thing! It's only getting worse with the ice/heat/ibuprofen treatment. I'm going to prednisone now. And, of course, that's just loads of fun when it's time to taper off. Getting old is not for sissies!

I've got too much stuff. Not much of it is worth a damn. It...just...IS. Everywhere. I've made a pact with myself to get rid of two bags of it per week - either via the trash or through thrift store donations. I've met this week's quota. It was easy. I didn't even cringe when I threw away the souvenir Eskimo doll from Anchorage. I think all the toys I'm saving for my phantom "grandchildren" (HAH!) are next. Let the little buggars get their own stuff!

Anybody want some nice, crocheted luncheon mats? How about a set of ceramic cheese spreaders shaped like bears?