Trying to recap the meaningful parts of living is impeded by the craptacular getting in the way. No more TV or politics - just a quick summary of what matters. Say you shit out one of your meds; you verify this by careful inspection then you google "shitting pills" and the results say you have Crohn's. WTF? No way do we have a Crohn's situation here. Thus we make adjustments and dayum, it seems to work. Is this the resolve area between "doctors will fuck you up" and "finding out what's organically goin' on in your body signals corrective action by way of meds"? I'm going with the latter. Whenever someone famous dies you look at the cause, figuring all that money couldn't get the right fix. But then Hanoi Jane shows up - - - Ahhhh! I resorted to TV. Go back and start again. Whenever I see someone 76 years old that makes it move a little, say maybe Jane Fonda, I get all hepped up about life in the 70s and eventually the 80s. Nothing works perfectly (no attribution, but let's stipulate it)) so I'll stay on the bus, forget about us and put the blame on me. I preferred Agnetha to Frida but it was a close call. So is this live like you'll be dead tomorrow just plausible deniability? I bought non-refundable tickets so I'm alive for a while and living is sensational.

There are two fish in a tank, and one says ''How do you drive this thing?
A group of chess enthusiasts checked into a hotel and were standing in the lobby discussing their recent tournament victories. After about an hour, the manager came out of the office and asked them to disperse. ''But why?'' they asked, as they moved off. ''because,'' he said ''I can't stand chess nuts boasting in an open foyer.