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Yeah, I woke to this song in my head this morning. A friend sent me this yesterday, and that dang Barry Manilow "Copa'd" my "Cabana" all night. Once George got ahold of it, he's been totally stricken to the point he won't even come down to talk this morning. This COULD be a sign. It's time to lighten up again and shake off the bovine scatology that settles over us in between having fun times. A person carries WAYYY too much around before they wake up to the fact they've been overburdened by said scat for far too long. After I get to the point where I can't even choose WHICH topic for the day, I realize I'm at capacity and need to download. It becomes easier to accumulate when you get older, because we narrow our field of thinking back to the "cut and dried" approach. Being politically correct is alien to us. The world right now seems to be swimming in the pools of uncertainty created by those who needed to cover for their inadequacies by redefining parameters and rewriting history and languages. It's enough to require drugs to support Big Pharma for eternity ! Yes, we've all heard "Can't see the forest for the trees" and the like. It doesn't take much to trigger the self survival mechanism inside ourselves, though we often don't listen and blunder into the china shop like the bulls we are. Oh well. So what. Whatever works. Like getting a song in your head. Watching an old western like Gunsmoke. Maybe an uplifting program like Highway to Heaven. Yeah, even getting tagged by a friend pulling my chain to remind me I need to lighten up again. Even a friend sending me this picture to begin a process I desperately needed once again. Life USED to be a lot happier until the propaganda box started spewing horror programs and 24 hour news channels, eventually combining them as the one we get today. No, I don't have cable or satellite TV, only over the air. BUT, for the most part, I DO get METV, Cozi, and H&I networks. They transport me back to a time I can relate to without feeling anything gut wrenching. Kinda like those days when even the neighbors 1000' away get to listen to some REAL MUSIC. Ahhhh, sweet relief. It doesn't need to be a Friday or Saturday night. You don't even need to call in well to work, either "Well, I just don't feel like coming in to work today"! It begins the moment you're tripped by something and just roll with it. Give yourself time enough for a check up from the neck up. Remember that wormholes get skinnier as you go down one, and if you're feeling uptight, you might need to relax. Pull out your blue suede shoes and kick 'em high. Enjoy your life, because nobody's going to crawl into your deathbed to go with you. We DON'T need to conform to what ANYBODY but God says. Nobody pays your bills or provides the food you eat. It's all earned by you. Shake it off, and feel free again. Breathe the fresh air. Tease the animals. Tickle your mate, then RUN. Drink out of the hose! Have a water fight! I do NOT suggest tree climbing at our age however, but THAT'S a whole different story. Starting to get it yet? If THEY can keep us down, we'll surrender because we'll feel defeated before it starts ! You've already heard the defeatest mantra " No use to ever vote again". I rest my case, ladies and gentlemen. "Her name was Lo-La, she was a show squirrel................