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Tuesday, August 21, 2012
I did not know rain was in the forecast, so waking up to so much dampness was a bit of a surprise.
It is currently chilly.
Only 69 degrees.
I had my windows open, but somehow was not feeling the benefit of that outside chilliness. So, I closed the windows and am now being chilled by the built-in automatic chilling device that runs on electricity.
Due to the rain, Walmart was my go to location for my salubrious noon time endorphin inducing aerobic stimulation.
It is a little difficult to push a grocery cart to a level that achieves aerobic stimulation.
This morning Facebook shocked me with the shocking news that I was going to be forced on August 25 to use the Facebook timeline. I don't get the point of the Facebook timeline. It seems messed up to me. The messed up Facebook timeline may be one of the reasons the value of Facebook stock continues to plummet.
When I was in Walmart, pushing a grocery cart at high speed, I sped by some signs in the home decor area with smarmy messages, of the sort that I get a little tired of seeing on the aforementioned Facebook.
I don't know why so many people feel compelled to share these type messages on Facebook. That someone would buy such a sign and hang it on a wall in their home is real perplexing to me.
I think I may be becoming a curmudgeon in my old age.