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I was a bit embarassed last night. There was a man at the bar, drunk. I picked him up off the floor and offered to take him home. On the way to my car, he falls down three times. When I get to his house, I help him out of the car, and on the way to the front door, he falls down four more times. I rang the bell and said, “Here’s your husband!” The man’s wife says, “Where’s his wheelchair?” I must be more careful next time!The Sun is up and so are we! 7:30 am should be banned! Today, I have some serious chores that must get done.
- Replace the garbage disposal wall switch, and
- Install my Christmas and Birthday present to myself (guess what it is?)
I got to thinking about “time” and what d”m “and p”m “really mean. In Latin, “a.m.” stands for ante meridiem. Translated, this means “before midday.” The counterpart, “p.m.,” stands for post meridiem, which, naturally, translates to “after midday.” In establishing the timekeeping standards, midday was set to be 12 noon.
To further clarify, it was decided that 00:00, the start of the new day, would be known as 12 midnight. And 12, high noon, would be the transition to the p.m. hours. (Technically, there is no 12 pm because it is not “post,” but there is a 12:01 pm) .
To avoid confusion, many say “midnight” or “noon” instead of the 12 o’clock times. While context (setting doctors’ appointments, requesting work meetings) usually clarifies whether someone is referring to 3 am or 3 pm, it’s always helpful to add a quick “in the morning” if the time is a bit more ambiguous.
For example, a night owl may have no problem showing up for 10 pm plans, but their friends will be sitting at 10 am brunch, wondering why they got stood up.
Perhaps I should NOT think so hard!

Duh!!
Last night, Mary tried to fire up the garbage disposal and got… absolutely nothing. I assumed the cleaning crew just flipped the”noisy kitchen thing” switch off at the wall. Alas, no—turns out the wall switch has officially retired.
Plan of attack: a) Kill power at the breaker (because I enjoy living), b) Swap the dead switch for a new one (aka a romantic trip to Home Depot), c) Restore power and see if we’ve resurrected the disposal—or if it demands a larger offering.

It would have curled my hair IF I had any!!
Then a miracle occurred! After removing the switch from the wall and finding out it was OK after all, it seems that the connection to the wire just needed to be redone. Within a few minutes, all was well in the kitchen!
At 10:00 am, we headed to the Elks via the dry cleaners. Then off to the Elks for a celebration of something, anything!
I’ve tried Buddhism, Scientology, Numerology, Transcendental Meditation, Qabbala, t’ai chi, feng shui, and Deepak Chopra, but I find straight gin works best.
We had a great time, and Bob Carlson was there to celebrate his 90th birthday!!! Mary attacked Ronnie and “slap-coined” him!

Ronnie promised us a drink on Friday night!
We headed for home around 1:30 pm and immediately took a nap; we were both tired. I did not wake up until 5:30 pm, and alas, no Mary present. Where could she be, I wondered. I heard a strange sound in the garden and went outside to investigate.
To my surprise, there was Mary in her easter Bunny costume, practicing hiding eggs in our garden! When I was a little boy, the Easter Bunny did NOT look like that!!!

I may join her in hiding eggs this weekend!
We worked on the garden for about an hour before going inside and watching some TV. Before going to bed, we arranged some of the storage in the garage and walked the front yard.
We watched a goofy movie about people stranded on an island with dinosaurs; it was so silly we didn’t even show the trailer.















































































































































