Saturday, October 13, 2007
Wintertiiime -and the living is sleazy.
It's officially winter. Oh, I know, the leaves are just starting to turn and it's only October, but winter has come, and I'll tell you how I know. As my wife likes to phrase it, I have a Giant Enormous Head (and long, monkey-like arms). It's true, I take an X-Large size hat. For as long as I can remember, I've had a problem waking up with headaches during the winter when my room hasn't been warm enough. Ever since oil surged in the 80s and thermostats have been kept much lower at night, this has been a constant problem. Along about 1985 I realized that I was losing so much heat through my big, enormous head that I was tensing all the muscles in my face as I slept, hence the headaches. I started sleeping with a woolen cap (my "helmet") every night during the winter, and the problem was instantly solved. I know it's winter when I start sleeping with my helmet, and spring when I no longer use it.
Last night I used it for the first time this season. It's winter. I'm going to go dig out the snow shovels.
Yesterday Preposterous Ponderings was writing about getting older, and that got me musing and the Circle of Life, how everything is cyclical. I think this is best seen in the simple somersault. Think about your friends and family's reaction to seeing you do a somersault-
Age 4: "Be careful, don't hurt yourself!"
Age 14: "That's nothing, watch this!
Age 22: "That's nothing, watch this! Hey, someone hold my beer."
Age 50: "Be careful, don't hurt yourself!"
Age 80: "Well, at least he died doing what he loved."
Hey, the Sox look strong, the Pats play Dallas tomorrow, and the sun is out (well, actually it's quite river-foggy right now, but they say the sun is coming out soon). Have a great weekend, everyone!