Tuesday, September 9, 2008

"Crabbed age and youth cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care." (A Passionate Pilgrim...)

It's very windy out today, but so far there has been no rain. It's expected though. I hope it doesn't last until Thursday when Rho has her flight to New York--or Friday when Robin is flying here from Montana. Ike's passed us by, thanks be to whomever, but some wind and rain is expected. I took advantage of the current sunshine to go to IHOP for breakfast at 1:30pm again. I don't mind...slept until 11am. Before breakfast, however, I went to my bank to deposit a check for a CD I had redeemed and they told me that I could not draw fully on that check until Sept. 23! This check even came from another bank and I still have to wait two weeks for it to be available. Perhaps someone can explain this to me. I'm just now realizing that there are so many things that have to be explained to me before I have any understanding. For example, why are gas prices flirting with $4 a gallon? Why is the world pussyfooting with Iran? Maybe because only Israel is being threatened...so who cares? Why are so many people in this rich country without adequate health care? Why are food prices going sky high? Why are Annette and I consistently losing to Lou and Rho at Canasta? Why is Robin coming here at the same time Rho is leaving here? That's a curious and suspicious coincidence. Is it possible that Rho invited her here so there would be someone to put on my socks while she is gone? I purposely bought a pair of sandals so that I could go sockless. I questioned Rhoda about this and she vehemently denies having anything to do with Robin's suspicious visit. However, I don't want to leave anyone at all with the impression that I am not delighted that my daughter is coming. It's too rare that I get to see her, and just because I question the timing doesn't mean a thing. I'm allowed to question anything according to the Constitution and Jewish law.
Speaking of the law, one of the towns in Palm Beach County has passed an ordinance banning the display of one's boxer shorts or skin by lowering one's pants. This questionable fashion is really ugly. I, for one, do not care to see some guy's underwear...but I suppose it's a "cultural" practice. The ACLU is keeping an eye on the constitutionality of it. Apparently one can walk down the street in boxer shorts and not be arrested; but if your trousers are lowered enough to expose them, then they are subject to arrest. Several guys have already been fined for flouting the underwear law. Now, if a girl practiced this fashion, who would complain?
About this Presidential election again. I like John McCain. Seems like a nice enough guy and I imagine both he and Obama could make a good President, but as far as McCain is concerned-- this man is 73 years old and the oldest candidate ever. Those who have reached that milestone know what it feels like, and I don't know where or how Sen. McCain is going to preserve and protect the energy that will be required of the main man in the White House. And after 4 years, he'll be 76. Besides the fact of his age, he most certainly had to be traumatized by his experience as a POW in Viet Nam. Unless, of course, his treatment was not so bad as has been discussed in the media. He did refuse to leave--as he was allowed to do; and that's another thing that needs to be explained because I surely want to understand that. The man has to be suffering from PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) which ailment would, as a matter of fact, affect his performance as President. I'm not trying to be political here--I simply want to understand the man. There are things I'd like to understand about Obama also...but that's another blog. I'm a few years over 73 and I don't have the energy to write any more today. And so I don't believe I could be President. Who'd vote for me?

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