So ~~~I feel compelled to write about an incident that occurred just the other day but one of 'editors' hit me with, "You are glamorizing Geriatric Imbecility" . The thing about glamorizing Geriatric Imbecility is that its phuqing* phunny* . I useta* do 'playful' on a regular basis, indeed, there was a stretch where I did Sunday Funnies for my Twitter column but with the War in Ukraine and now the War in Israel it seems not only inappropriate but callus as well . Still , I was plagued by a sense of Duty, that somewho it was my phuqing DUTY to inform you of the inner workings of my tiny monkey brain since there ARE times when I work like a "stoned monkey" , fussing and fidgeting with small matters that drive me to NUTS .
In order to write I need the entire 'Cave' to be in Order -- I don't mind if it needs dusting and a kwik vac, as long as the desk is clear and Angels would DARE to enter . In order to exercise I NEED the Tools' Room Ordered , the floor vacked* and ALL tools in their home locations . I NEED to Focus on the muscles being worked and distractions caused by laziness and sloth become SUPER-DEMONIC .
But to return ... I am an audiophile in the BEST 'sense' of the term . I try and DEVOTE myself to listening to Music at it's HIGHEST Level [pun intended] . I describe 'it' as 'mining for gold' in that lyrics {for me] contain Gems and Nuggets of Wisdom that aid in the delivery of Truth .
Rogers and Hammerstein said it best, "A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down ."
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