Cogitating...

...I wonder what it is about the unfinished portion of our lower level that fascinates our boy cat. Every time the door is opened to that part of the house, the stupid cat almost breaks his neck getting to it before it's closed again. Doesn't matter where he is, when he hears that door open, he makes a beeline for it. I mean, it's a basement, for crying out loud. All that's back there is a furnace, a hot water heater, and storage shelvesfull of boxes and stuff. I guess cat curiosity and all that good stuff, but still... goofy animal!

...I wonder why the fashion industry thinks that anyone over age 12 should walk around half-nekkid? We already know that they obviously think anyone over age 60 should be pushing up daisies and not need clothes at all. That must explain why there's nothing out there to cover our sorry ol', gravity-ridden bods.

Just trying to find a plain ol' pair of jeans has become a major production. I look real sweet with my belly hanging over the new "modern" waistlines... that begin about 6" below mine!

How is it that major blowhard hypocrite, Rush Limbaugh, gets the air time to degrade and insult someone suffering from a debilitating disorder? Regardless of your political persuasion, the man's a disgraceful blot on society and a waste of good oxygen!

Why can't all commercials be as entertaining with their message as the new Kaiser Permanente one? Very clever spinoff of the popular "Staying Alive" from Saturday Night Fever. Love watching that old dude strut his stuff down the street!

There it is, a little meandering through the space in my head... I'll end with a funny:

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