This is my second blog.

My first blog chronicled my experiences over three years caring for my dad as he lived through and finally died from Alzheimer's. That is the book that is for sale.

This second blog kind of chronicles of life, what it is like to start your life over in your late 50's. After caretaking, you are damaged, file bankruptcy, and the world doesn't care what you did. After 8 months of unemployment, you wake each day knowing the world doesn't want you. Finally you do find a job, 5 weeks before homelessness, but doing what you did 30 years ago and getting paid what you did 30 years ago. So this is starting over.

The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane.

Sunday, April 26, 2015


Yes, I'm about to give kudos to the president.

Last night he made the joke, written by someone else I'm sure, "And this years polar vortex across the country set so many record lows they are renaming it MSNBC".

I've been chuckling all day at that joke.  So kudos to President Numb Nuts for making me laugh today.
That's now three laughs and about 12,000 tears in his presidency.

Do you want to know something from the past I really miss?  I mean really really miss?  Nautilus.  The original Arthur Jones Nautilus machines, the best damn workout machines ever invented, created, and most copied in history.

Back in the late 70's, I got my first taste of them.  A place opened in Tinley Park IL with all Nautilus.  Is was also the first coed gym anyone had seen.  It was owned by Mr. and Mrs. Tomczak, he a fairly famous high school football coach in Illinois, parents of Mike Tomczak, later a professional football player.  They had over two dozen machines, and you'd go in and pick a side for the workout.  Hip/Back Machine, Leg Curl, Leg Extension, Single Arm Pullovers, Duo Shoulder, Pulldowns, Double Chest, Curls, Tri's, Crunch, 4 way Neck and then the multi station to do calf raises, pullups and dips.

Man, I miss that stuff.  I know, the latest trend in exercise is functional fitness, but you could do things with those Nautilus machines that made it heavenly.  Or Hell, depending how you view it.  And in 1982, working out there kind of helped save my life, I was kind of a mess, never really talk much about it, but Mrs. Tomczak was so kind to me when I went to the club and pushed me.  I don't know if she ever realized what that meant to me.  But it helped bring me out of a real dangerous depression.

I'm 5'10" and I think that was the perfect height for Nautilus.  But hell, the Dallas Cowboys also used these in the 70's and 80's and guys like Too Tall Jones and Randy White swore by them too.  When I first moved to Dallas, I joined a club in the Oak Lawn area because it was Nautilus.  How the hell was I suppose to know it was a gay club?  Took me 5 or 6 weeks before I figured it out, but I kept going because I liked that equipment so much.

However I did stop walking around the locker room naked.

That nautilus cam was probably the most copied thing in history, everyone started making machines with a variation of the cam, but Jones spent years studying each muscle group and designed them specifically on each machine for each muscle, which meant you hit the hardest part and the strongest part of the muscle.  And the machines had something else really cool, this little swing bar you could move into the path of the weight stack, so on some exercises like the curls, tri extensions, squat machine instead of just raising and lowering the weight with one arm you raised the stack and pressed against this bar and then kept it up against the bar by fighting arm against arm.  There are curls and then there are a set of curls followed by 30 seconds of pitting arm against arm to keep 80lbs suspended in the air!

When I lived in Dallas, they had an ATA Fitness Center and I use to go in every third morning and meet with the owners wife, behave yourselves, and we'd workout together on Nautilus.  We'd pick 1/2 dozen exercises at most and each take turns for one set.  Except these sets went like this.  Let's say it's leg extensions and you start with what you can just do 10 reps with, lets say 180lbs.  So you would do the 10 reps and do a couple of forced reps, then as soon as you put the stack down the other would move the pin to 160lbs and you'd rep out as many as you could, then 140, 120, 100, 80,etc and by the last set you were struggling to do 20lbs for  three or four reps.  Then you fell off the machine to the floor, drank some water and hopefully didn't toss it up and when you recovered to the point you could stand, it was the other persons turn.  This was when I discovered I'm some what of a masochist, I would be laughing on those last few reps trying to lift 10 or 20lbs.  I  found it, funny.

Back in the 90s, I found a club that still had the equipment and kept it in top condition.  It was a 45 minute drive from where I lived but I made that trip 3x a week, big indoor soccer field with a section for the workout areas and I'd drive there and loved it, no air conditioning, no heat in the winter but I loved that stuff.

The point of all this is, it's gone, not around, a piece of history, a memory that will one day blow away as the BB generation dies off.  And it's a damn shame.  Copy cats for 1/2 the price making inferior equipment eventually put them out of business, bought out by someone else who makes home equipment and the next thing you know Nautilus makes ellipticals or some other such crap and the days of making the best most advanced exercise machines is a page in history.

Progress is not always progress.  The best is replaced by cheaper inferior equipment and no one complained.  America in the late 20th century.

I guess what brought all this on is I'm debating joining a health club.  I have kettle bells at home, I have a chin dip station, and I'm not in as good a shape as I want to be.  I miss kettlebell classes, but my schedule does not allow them.  And maybe I miss chatting with others, getting out of the apartment.  But when I check out clubs and they start showing the machines, I just sigh, they are so inferior to Nautilus, but take up less space and cost 1/2 as much.  Sure, I can do dumbell workouts, I like those too, but I just am finding myself, wanting.

There is a 24 Hour Fitness place about 6 or 7 miles from here that I could bike ride too, mostly on trails, thru a subdivision or two, and when I ride home take a longer way around Zeiglar Road and make a nearly 10 mile trip home.  That would be nice this spring, summer, and fall.  And biking over 15 miles and doing an upper bod workout 3x a week would definitely put me in better shape.

Just yearning for what has been lost I guess.  Funny the things we miss in life.

Happy and I'm smilin', walk a mile to drink your water
You know I'd love to love you and above you there's no other
We'll go walking out while others shout of war's disaster

Oh, we won't give in, let's go living in the past

Once I used to join in, every boy and girl was my friend
Now there's revolution but they don't know what they're fighting
Let us close our eyes, outside their lives go on much faster

Oh, we won't give in, we'll keep living in the past
Oh, we won't give in, let's go living in the past
Oh no, no, we won't give in, let's go living in the past


Saturday, April 25, 2015


Slow down, you crazy child
you're so ambitious for a juvenile
But then if you're so smart, tell me
Why are you still so afraid?

Where's the fire, what's the hurry about?
You'd better cool it off before you burn it out
You've got so much to do and
Only so many hours in a day

I've had trouble sleeping all week.  Go to bed, can't sleep.  Try the couch, can't sleep.  Sleep on floor, can't sleep.  I think since last Sunday I've still been awake after two each night except the two I took a Motrin PM.  I never have problems sleeping, even when I was taking care of my mom or dad, I'd sleep with one eye opened and be instantly awake and the slightest sound, but I could fall asleep almost immediately.

And each morning I've felt like absolute hell.  Last night was up till after 3am, so I woke this morning and did something I rarely ever have done in my life - I decided to play hooky.  I called in sick, went back to bed, slept a few more hours, and spent the day just relaxing and reading.

And twice today when my alarms would go off to remind me it was time for work, I smiled and thought 'this was a great idea'.  So now I have a nice three day weekend.

But you know that when the truth is told..
That you can get what you want or you can just get old
You're gonna kick off before you even
Get halfway through
When will you realize, Vienna waits for you?

So I had a nice relaxing day.  Cooked a steak, made a salad, cut up the steak and put it on the salad and had a great meal at regular time.  I think that may be one thing going on, getting off work each night at 10pm and eating around 10:30pm, then trying to go to bed at midnight because I have to getup at 8 and I think it is catching up to me.  New schedule starts next week, same hours but M-F again, but I think I'll get off the split shift thing and go back to a 5by8 thing; then if I work late, I can sleep late - but going to try and get a 7 or 8 start time and have evenings free for the first time in a year.

Talked to Veritas Seminary and I can re up, my six classes will stand, and they will give me five years to complete.  So starting this fall I will start up working towards first a Masters in Theology, six more classes, but then another 10 and I can have a Masters in Religious Philosophy, which if all else stays equal for awhile, should take another two years, making the finish date sometime in 2018, or when I'm 60 years old.

Then I will do the bike adventure as soon as the dog dies, can't take him with and it would probably kill him for me to give him to someone else for three months - or kill them.

Slow down, you're doing fine
You can't be everything you want to be
Before your time
Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight

Too bad but it's the life you lead
you're so ahead of yourself that you forgot what you need
Though you can see when you're wrong,
You can't always see when you're right. you're right

I was shocked when I went to elyrics.net and searched on Billy Joel tunes to find this song last on the second of three pages.  The songs are listed by popularity and I can't believe this song is that far down the line.  Captain Jack was also late on page two.  Sad commentary on society.

So, this week I started reading or rereading John Gardner books.  I love his work, haven't read it for years though.  When I think back to my youth, two books in college completely blew my mind and changed the way I see the world, one is Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance and the other is John Gardner's Grendel.  Grendel is the story of Ivanhoe and the last dragon, but Gardner wrote the book from the perspective of the last dragon - how different and how sad the story became - not about the hero slaying a dragon but the last of a great race, reduced in loneliness to entertaining himself scaring villagers just to pass the time, until the end, where he didn't mind dying and being done with it all.

Gardner wrote some magnificent books, he was not only a famous novelist, but an exceptional professor and wrote several books on writing; unfortunately, he died young, crashed his motorcycle sometime in the 1980's.  And if you search for him on Amazon, pay close attention, there is another John Gardner who earned his living penning James Bond novels, so don't get confused.  But I've bought and am now reading The Sunlight Dialogues and have four more of his novels lined up for reading his month and next, plus I'm going to start reading his three books on writing, maybe improve my skill and get another reader or something here.

You've got your passion, you've got your pride
but don't you know that only fools are satisfied?
Dream on, but don't imagine they'll all come true
When will you realize, Vienna waits for you?

It's been difficult lately writing here.  The blog really has no focus,  just my ramblings or observations and who am I?  Who really cares what I think of Obama, immigration, etc.  I'm not a prophet who gets dreams I can share, I have no specialty where I can singularly focus on something, I'm, well, kind of like Grendel, I'm a generalist in a world where generalists are a dying breed.

Slow down, you crazy child
and take the phone off the hook and disappear for awhile
it's all right, you can afford to lose a day or two
When will you realize,..Vienna waits for you?
And you know that when the truth is told
that you can get what you want or you can just get old
You're gonna kick off before you even get half through
Why don't you realize,. Vienna waits for you

But, I will continue to write, mostly because I enjoy the process of writing.  I probably should research more and take more time but all these blogs I've posted are totally winged and written in one sitting, which is how I like to write.  And I will write about God, I will rave against the machine, I will fight the future, talk about myself because, well, there is no one else I can talk about anymore, and maybe someone will read and sometimes like what I write.  I guess that is enough.

Lagom.  It is enough.


Back around the late 70's and early 80's, a great migration took place in this country.  Millions of people, mostly young college grads, who grew up in the Rust Belt of America discovered there were no jobs left in the Rust Belt.  But places like Atlanta, Florida, Dallas, Houston, Denver, and AZ were booming.

I remember the Sunday Chicago Tribune had one section of want ads, jobs pages were buried in there somewhere.  But the Dallas Morning News had four sections of the Sunday paper with just job ads.  So millions of people packed it up and moved.

One thing I've noticed in life is the rhythm of things.  Cities have their own rhythm, especially when it comes to driving.  New York is different from Boston which is different from Chicago which is different from LA which is different from San Fran which is different from Dallas which is different from Houston.  And what happens when you have a city like Dallas and suddenly throw 200,000 new drivers into the traffic from all those other cities is you get a chaotic rhythmless mess.  Eventually, after years, if no new people are added, a new rhythm will form in that city.

I suppose that is a good metaphor for what is happening to this country and what has been going on for the last 30 years or so.  We had a rhythm and that rhythm has been destroyed by massive immigration from south of the border, the middle east, europe, and asia.

As a child, I knew families where the parents had immigrated to the US.  They worked very hard and more importantly worked very hard to make sure their kids fit into the American Dream.  They made sure they joined Scouting, they played little league, mostly very badly, and they spoke English and the parents made sure they spoke english.

We don't see that today, do we.  We see segregation, chosen by those people, with no effort to fit into America but fighting to make America change to align with them.  Sure, in those days early in the 20th century, neighborhoods were Italian, Polish, Irish, Mexican, and whoa to those kids who crossed the street; but within those neighborhoods there was effort to make sure the kids would grow up Americans.

What we see today is a school system that accommodates, forcing all students to embrace Mexican history, Arab history.  We have schools flying the flag of Mexico, schools making students say Islamic prayers.

When will we get a leader that says 'enough!'?

Did you see the story recently that showed in the last eight years we've added 51 million immigrants to this country?  Legal and illegal?  Or I wrote recently about the massive high tech layoffs taking place with the jobs immediately filled with immigrants from foreign countries, which is a direct violation of the law?

Here is what illegal immigration does to America.  One - it allows businesses to fill positions that use to be filled by Americans, for a lot less than the business would have to pay for an American, legally.  And I'm sorry, other than maybe picking lettuce, these are jobs Americans would be happy to do.  Secondly, it drives down wages across the field.  It drives down the wages of not only blue collar labor, but it drives down the white collar jobs too.  Thirdly, how much do Americans spend in taxes to pay for the housing, food, medical care, and crime committed by illegal aliens each year?

We've spent eight years with Numb Nuts providing not just an open border but a damn welcome mat for people to illegally come into this country at the southern border.  We KNOW we have middle eastern men coming into America across the border, we provide tickets from thousands coming now from central america and then whisk them off by bus, plane, and train to places all around the country to flood into the school systems, hospitals, etc.

When will we get a leader that says 'enough!'?

Of course, if there are any readers left around here, some will now be screaming I'm racist or a bigot or whatever other adjectives they can find in their little red book of liberal adjectives to scream at people.

And fixing this will not be easy.

So what do we do with a mom and dad that snuck into this country 20 years ago and now have 3 kids? What if they snuck one of those kids with them and had the other two here?  Do we send the whole family back when two of the kids are US Citizens or can the kids stay but not the parents and the oldest kid?  Or can the parents stay until the kids all reach 18 and then get sent back to their homeland?

Well, let me ask you this.  Let's say you've lived in your house for 10 years and when you moved in you got Comast cable.  Now you find out your neighbor, seven years ago, tapped into your cable and has been getting free cable off you for the last seven years.  And they neighbor insists that since he's gotten free cable from you for seven years, you should keep providing him free cable.

And you say, "WTF?"

Well, we have to take the same approach with illegal aliens.  Congratulations, you lived here illegally for the last 20 years, good for you, now sell what you want, take what you've saved, and go home.  Just because you get away with breaking the law for 20 years doesn't mean you should get to keep breaking the law.

Has for the middle east, time to go home.  Student visas from the middle east need to end.  University's will scream - they get top dollar from the rich middle easterners - which allows them to charge more and more for tuition which is why college education has increased in price more than any other segment of our market the past 20 years.  Yes, even more than health care.  Like twice as much as health care.

Catch them, take them to the airport, put them on a plane, and send them home with the warning if you are found in America again, you get jail for a year, then another ticket home.

Remember that movie a few years ago with Willis and Denzel?  Where they made Willis the bad guy and Denzel the hero?  Anyone else watch that movie and think maybe Willis was right?

See, very soon, maybe this year, we are going to have another 9/11 - won't be the same - but another major terrorist hit or series of hits across this country and thousands will die.  And if Obama is still president when it happens, well, if it's this year or next I guess he will be, you can bet there will be a major crackdown on American citizens.

It's like a not so funny variation of the old Groucho joke where he plays a teacher and when a student acts up he says "just for that", then points to a pretty female student "you will have to stay after school"
And the girl cries "why me?" and Groucho just gives one of those smiles with the eyebrows raising up and down.

Except this won't be funny.  Islamic terrorist will attacks schools or churches or nuke plants and cause all sort of harm and Obama will have the army knocking on Average Joe's door confiscating his guns.  That will not be funny.

Then again, maybe nothing will happen on the terrorist front for a couple of years, they will wait till Numb Nuts retires to Hawaii - did you see he bought the estate where Magnum PI was filmed - well he didn't it was bought thru a series of corporation things to hide who actually bought them the home -  and then the terrorists will hit in the first year of the next president.

I don't know, maybe I'm just getting old.  So much today, I just feel like I'm sitting on a hill watching a train headed towards a washed out bridge and there is nothing to do but just sit back and watch it happen.  No one is going to do anything about illegal immigration.  No one is going to step in and prosecute the companies using the foreign waiver job thing illegally.  No one is going to have the courage to stand up to the Islamic invasion of the US.

Go to church, hear a sermon.  No mention of the slaughtering of Christians in the middle east by Isis.  But we are having a Salsa making contest tomorrow.  Think I will skip it; salsa looks too much like the blood in the ocean after they behead that last group of Christians.

I don't know what they have to say,
It makes no difference anyway,
Whatever it is, I'm against it.
No matter what it is or who commenced it,
I'm against it.

Your proposition may be good,
But let's have one thing understood,
Whatever it is, I'm against it.
And even when you've changed it or condensed it,
I'm against it.

I'm opposed to it,
On general principle, I'm opposed to it.

[chorus] He's opposed to it.
In fact, indeed, that he's opposed to it!

For months before my son was born,
I used to yell from night to morn,
Whatever it is, I'm against it.
And I've kept yelling since I first commenced it,
I'm against it!


Sunday, April 12, 2015


Yearly physicals are like yearly visits to my tax attorney use to be.  You sit there wondering if everything is going to be okay or if it's the end of the world.

I remember once the tax attorney sighing and I'm like "oh shit" and then he says I owe 300 bucks and I'm like WOW, THAT'S GREAT.  He was upset because I owe, I never am upset because I owe, as long as it's not a lot of money.

Physicals are the same thing.  They do lots of tests, draw lots of blood and a day or two later the call comes from the nurse saying the doctor wants to talk about test results and your life flashes before your eyes until the doctor comes on the line and says, 'well, everything looks fine".  Okay, tri's were a little high and HDL's a little lower than they would like but overall, it's a pretty seriously cool set of results on this physical.

Am watching Exile this weekend.  I've had it for awhile, but wasn't in the mood to watch.  It's about a 40 year old who's life crashes in London and decides to go home and finds his sister taking care of his dad with Alzheimer's.  It's a mystery, but the scenes of his dad kind of bring back a whole lot of memories.

Truth is, it's not been quite two years since my dad died but I still have moments.  Moments when sudden panic attacks happen and I suddenly jump up to see where my dad is or hear a cough when there is no cough.  Worse are the night wake ups in panic - when I wonder where he is - and then realize it's just some established behavior pattern in my brain that hasn't gone away yet.

But, no smells.

Funny how after my mom died, I dreamed about her a lot, and I'd be thinking in the dream she was dead but there she was and it was okay.  But I don't dream about my dad, didn't really dream much about him after he died.  Why is that?  Why would I dream about her but not him?  His was a much more intense trial which I am sure explains the long time since his death and those moments when I panic and think I'm still caring or not watching him.

Perhaps, I just need a new adventure.  I'm bored.  The job is fine, doing quite well, even got a nice compliment from my manager recently I didn't expect.  I'm tired of the bankruptcy dragging out forever and now with the Apple Watch coming out I'm going to do a lot of over time and screw it up some more.

And yes, I ordered an Apple Watch even though I haven't worn a watch since Carter was president.  I have to support it and Apple was offering 50% off, so I bit.  Probably will sit on my desk, though there are some really cool things I can use it for biking.

Speaking of Alzheimer's, read a case recently in Iowa where an elderly couple married in their 60's, both their first spouses had died, and they found each other and a few years later she started coming down with Alzheimer's and they have charged the husband with rape because he had sex with her when she is legally incapable of intent.  Apparently her kids got the psychiatrist to make this determination and then the courts to agree and told the husband no more sex but he did so now he is charged with rape.

I'm like wow, that is a tough call, many things you do with an Alzheimer's patient you do without their consent, but then who would have ever thought of this one.  I've read stories about stuff going on in nursing homes which I am sure is one reason I made sure my parents never ended up in one, but never thought of this little problem, having one part of a couple with Alzheimer's and the other wanting sex.

Funny thing about sex.  Messes up your life to no end wanting it, chasing it, and getting it; and messes up your life when you are not.

Wouldn't it be nice if we were older?
Then we wouldn't have to wait so long
And wouldn't it be nice to live together
In the kind of world where we belong
You know its gonna make it that much better
When we can say goodnight and stay together
Wouldn't it be nice if we could wake up
In the morning when the day is new
And after having spent the day together
Hold each other close the whole night through
The happy times together we've been spending
I wish that every kiss was never ending...
Wouldn't it be nice?
Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray... it might
come true
Baby, then there wouldn't be a single thing we couldn't
We could be married and then we'd be happy,
Wouldn't it be nice?
You know it seems the more we talk about it
It only makes it worse to live without it
But let's talk about it...
Wouldn't it be nice?

Beach Boys

Monday, April 6, 2015


thanks to whomever bought a copy of my book in the last six months, that $1.36 commission will go far.

I see where someone who bought my book apparently sold it back and now you can buy a used copy of  my book for $57 dollars or $113 dollars from a reseller.

Or you can get a new copy for $19 or Kindle for 10

I was thinking of calling the reseller.

And if you did ever read the book, please take a moment to write a review on Amazon, haven't had a new review in quite some time.  On the other hand, if you didn't like the book, well, keep being apathetic about it!


I am really becoming fascinated with our move towards brain dead and letting computers do all of our thinking for us - and the total apathy everyone has towards this direction.

I'd like to sign up for 1/2 hour of OT each day, except the computer system will automatically schedule me for 1/2  Lunch which I am suppose to take.  I never do, I work it and now I'm in  a little hot water because my Schedule Adherence is dropping below 70% for skipping those lunches.

So I talked to the powers that be and tried to ask "why would I sign up for 30 minutes of overtime each day if it just means I have to take a 30 minute unpaid lunch"?  I thought it was a reasonable question.  But our computer system will automatically make it a 30 minute lunch because of HR rules.  Their solution was to sign up for an hour of overtime in order to get the 30 minutes of overtime.  But I pointed out the 30 minute lunch is not always at the same time so I would come back to work for 30 or 60 minutes, then get a lunch and that doesn't really fit a lifestyle.

So basically, the computer program has scuttled my enthusiasm for overtime.

Had a physical today and have another new doctor, I seem to be going thru doctors out here like Bob Wylie.  My first doc was great, then she left town.  My next doc was my dad's doc and we didn't get along when dealing with me, see the book for the funny stories, and when I called to schedule the physical I was told she was leaving to be with the kids full time, I wonder if that is true?

But the new doc asked tons and tons of questions which I almost answered all honestly.  The whole interview started with asking if I was depressed in using a number of words which I found strange, but all the answers are typed into a computer program which calculates potential problems and recommends potential tests based upon the answers and I'm like "oh no".

Why don't people understand this?  COMPUTERS CANNOT THINK.  They can only calculate.  And they can only calculate what the programming tells them to calculate.  And the programs are written by programmers.

So, when a computer is doing the 'thinking' for humans beings, what it is really doing is simply coming to a predetermined conclusion based on the programming.  The results are predetermined before you ever start.  There is no thinking, there is only classifications, stratifications, putting you in a particular box based upon what is inputted as your answer.

That is also important, since she mentioned two things during the appointment that were in the record that were not true.  I did not have a brother that had Alzheimer's, for example.  I don't even have a brother - but now I do because this computer was talking to other computers so right now databases all around the world say I have a brother.

And no, the doctor did not get the opportunity to stick her finger up my butt in case you were wondering.  I told her if I ever get a rising PSA and a repeated on a second test with the same result, then she can stick a finger up my butt, but not before then.  She didn't seem too disappointed.  She did give me a take home poop tester which I threw in the garbage, I'm not changing my diet for a week just to take that test.  I like my raw veggies, my raw almonds, walnuts, and cashews, and weekly steak and I'm not giving them up.

Funny how a blog on computers turns into a conversation on my butt hole.

But now we move forward with a society content to let computers think for them, never realizing computers can't think, and are basically allowing a machine to predetermine and classify them in a way no person would let another person do for them.  Are we really ready to start taking orders from machines.

And here comes the Apple Watch.  It will tell you when you've been sitting too long and to stand up, it will tell you with just a little nudge on your wrist when to turn right or when to turn left.  It will monitor your heart and other health issue and forward it to your doctors computer system.  An article today pointed out that apps are being written so that your employer can provide you an apple watch and they will be able to monitor your movements not only at work but at home.  The ability to monitor your movements throughout the day is a Fredrick Taylor wet dream.  You will receive training to make yourself more effective at your job, eliminate wasted motions, eliminate wasted movements.  You will be fired by a computer program for failing to move in accordance with the plan.  We are the Borg.

Don't get me wrong, lots of cool things about the Apple Watch, it really is slick.  But if your employer gives you one and tells you that you have to wear it, my advice is take it off and get that resume updated and start sending it out quickly.

Our votes are now calculated on a computer and I'm not really sure whether we've had a real election for 10 years now or just a predetermined outcome.  I cannot get over the area of Philly and another area in Ohio that had 19,000 votes for Obama and zero for anyone else as being anything but a computer program assuring an outcome.  We can't do anything, go anywhere, without a computer program telling us what we can and what we cannot do.  Now we have cars and planes coming that have no pilots.

Kind of makes me wonder about all these airline crashes that are caused by a pilot, always Islamic pilots by the way, who crash the planes, what is it now, five of them?  Won't it be so much safer to let an atheist computer control the plane?

And by the way, all of these 'too much sitting is as bad as cigarette smoking' stories, what exactly is all of this leading too?  Some purpose?  And how does this effect bicycling?  If you ride a recumbent bicycle for 8 hours a day back and forth across america, will you be in better health after a 6 month trip of sitting on a bike 8 hours a day seven days a week or will you have to stop the bike every hour when your doctors computer system notifies your watch to tell you to stand up?

Computer Eyes--it hurts to tell you I don't really want you
But I know if I leave you, it won't really grieve you
'Cause y'really don't have a soul to haunt you

Computer Eyes--you made me happy for a while but now I'm going
The coldness that you show me tells me you don't know me
And that leaves our love so little room for growing

Don't want to program making love
I like it real and with feeling
And every time y'say you love or you're thinking of me
It's like I kind of get the feeling that I'm stealing

Computer Eyes--I must have been crazy to ever try you
Y'see, I'm just a human being, and I don't like what I'm seeing
So you're gonna have to find another computer eyes to lie to

Computer Eyes--you're gonna have to learn to cry

Carole King