Post 231

For lack of a better title, this is "Post 231." I am running out of catchy headlines, sorry folks. I sit here this morning, running thoughts through my head, hearing the local news running and repeating itself in the background. It is supposed to be a beautiful day, going up into the high sixties, that is good news. Most of the background noise isn't though, this one is arrested for this, that one is arrested for that, etc. This million dollar baseball player is on the disabled list for a hangnail(not really, but pardon my exageration, they are all big babies, and baseball is my game.) We have the segment every tuesday, LI Love Stories, that is now on in the background. It is a "how we met, why we fell in love, when we got married, how long we have been married," cute and fuzzy, better when it is the folks who have been married for 50 years, not the 20 year ones, they are too close to my age, and amazing though it may be in today's world, it isn't so amazing to me when I am three years off of their number. OK, enough complaining about the fluffy news.

I had a weird dream last night, maybe it was the Tylenol PM, but it was strange just the same. I dreamt that I was watching Tv with my family, my sister was here too. A comercial came on for a brand of thermostats, and the line written on the screen was, "My Favorite PLace to Meet My Husband, is by the Thermostat in Tekumah." Sorry Cliff, I think I spelled your town wrong, but that is how I remember it in the dream. A woman goes on and on about how that is where they had their first kiss. It was weird in its content, but the strangest thing is that the actors were Cliff, Marilyn and Ralph and Char. The were running in and out of a farmhouse that looked like the pictures that Cliff posts of his farm. The people weren't talking, it was a voice over, they would smile and wave at the camera, like in the old home movies. Weird, huh???? Maybe I am thinking that I am neglecting my duties as a blogger, don't know, but I find it strange. I guess I should be happy that it was a comercial, not a horror movie, or a nightmare. I don't know, but thought I would let you all know what was going on in my subconscious. Ok, that is all for now. Make it a great week!