I forgot the title?

What was I doing and what was I going to say? These are a couple of questions I ask more frequently these days. I also talk to myself more. I don't carry a pen and paper since I ruined two good shirts with ink. I forgot to replace the cap when I put the pen in my pocket. I could get a mechanical pencil but would need to remember the lead. Often, I forget the word I want to use. It's bad when writing but worse when talking, especially when on the phone.

Occasionally when I forget something I go back to where I had the thought and try to remember. That works once in a while, when it doesn't, I ask Wanda.

Forgetting things is frustrating. I see a lot of "exercise your brain" articles in magazines and on line. Every day I try to do at least 30 minutes of step aerobics. I exercise my body and now I need to exercise my brain as well. Talking, thinking, reading, and writing should be good enough. If it's not I'm in trouble. I don't care for word puzzles and Sudoku.  

There was a pretty bad movie done in 1968 about kids taking over the country. The tag line was "Never trust anyone over 30." This morning I was thinking about turning 30. It really was a long, long time ago, 1978. Ageing has never bothered me, until now. I think it's my hair. Every day I see a little less hair and a little more scalp. I should have purchased that nice hat in Nevada City last month.

A few months ago I wrote, future nasal passages and nostrils will shrink because of the pollution in the air. Last week my Comcastian home page had an interesting story about nose screens . In the April 4Th blog I wrote about plastic tape for eyelids, plastic surgery without the cost. Now we have tape for the eyes and tape for the nose. How about tape for the mouth? I can think of lots of people that could (and should) use that.

Wanda bought me a new pair of sandals last week. I'm now officially a shoe hound, or, is it shoe whore? I have seven pair of shoes. Or, is it pairs of shoes? Wanda has a cubby thing for her shoes, it holds twenty five pair, or pairs. I don't think it's full but she has more than seven. Shoes and purses are two things on my "don't get it" list.

Why does a women need more than one purse, OK two? Why does a women need to carry so much stuff she needs a bag? I keep money in my pocket and have had the same wallet since 1993.

Sylvester Stallone is 65 today, now I really feel old. I was so upset when in 1976 Stallone lost the Academy Award to Peter Finch, posthumously. "Rocky" won best picture, I thought Stallone should for actor. I had no idea he would play the same character in everything over the next 35 years.

I could talk like Rocky........I'll stop complaining.