At least she asked for identification.
Our city put on it's 28TH Annual Seafood Festival this past week end.
A pet peeve, and I think I mentioned this before, what is a peeve and why would anyone want it for a pet?
Getting back to the Seafood Festival.
Wanda reminds me of the FIRST ANNUAL conundrum. Whatever the function is, it can't be an annual until the second year, and that, ladies and gentlemen, would be the FIRST ANNUAL.
The Pittsburg Seafood Festival began as a way to introduce locals to the wonderful selection of family owned restaurants in the area. Food booths were set up along the downtown main street, Railroad Ave. Admission was free. For a maximum charge of three dollars you could sample various seafood dishes. A now defunct Liberty House Hotel served Bananas Foster and Parma Deli had open face crab sandwiches. Key Lime Calamari and Grilled Oysters were a few favorites.
Over the years the festival got bigger adding boat races and air shows. Along with the growth came an admission charge. The crowds grew but the food quality didn't. Fried foods, funnel cakes, shaved ice and food on a stick appeared. A few years ago the festival wasn't much different than a trip to the carnival.
Many people longed for the small home town feeling of years past.
This year, the 28TH, was billed as "new and improved" and to some degree, it was. It was smaller and back on Railroad Avenue. Wanda and I went on Saturday.
The admission this year was ten dollars each. Wanda forked over a twenty. As we were walking in I noticed, Seniors 62 and over......$5. "Hey wait, we're 62 and over, I said. We should get ten dollars back." The ticket lady asked for our identification, took a look, and returned ten dollars.
Twenty dollars admission would have been OK but ten was better.
Now I'm confused, am I a senior citizen at 62 or do I have a few more years? My barber charges less at 62, the Seafood Festival gave us a break, and movie tickets are cheaper. Am I really a senior citizen, or, are you truly as old as you feel?
I just checked some of the ads in the AARP Bulletin, and you only need to reach 50 to join this group
Adjustable beds, walk in bathtubs, personal medical alarms, catheter supplies, impotence solutions and two seat electric scooters. Sounds like fun to me, except maybe the catheter.
Every day I give thanks for my health. So, do I have some tell tale signs I'm ageing? yes I do.
I have a lot of difficulty hearing and understanding TV and movie dialogue. I'm especially hard pressed when the actors have accents. At home I'm able to use sub titles, and I do.
Over the holiday week end we went to see the Pixar animated film "Brave." It was set in Scotland. I had a hell of a time and missed probably half the dialogue.
My cousin Lynne told me theaters have headphones that sync the movie sound. Free to use, you ask for them at the ticket booth or concession stand. The first sign of getting old is needing them. The second sign of getting old is forgetting to ask for them until the film is almost over.
Another sign of ageing, doctors, sports figures, and police all look like kids. While watching the opening week of football yesterday the announcers were talking about a player who, "was old at 31." OLD, at 31? I couldn't find my ass with both hands when I was 31. I didn't mature until I was 40.
Waking up at night is a sign of ageing. Having to pee every time you wake is another. I have no idea how, in two or three hours, my body can produce all that liquid? Forgetting to be polite and lift the toilet seat is a sign of getting older, not caring is another.
Velcro rather than laces on footwear because it's easier, a sign of age.
Sitting down to put on pants, another sign of ageing.
Suddenly realizing you are talking loud enough on the telephone to be heard, without the phone.
Using bi-focal glasses AND a magnifying glass.
Making noise when sitting down, and getting up.
Passing gas and not bothering to blame the dog, or the cat, a sign of getting older. Also, not bothering to say to anyone in the same room, "pull my finger."
Comparing the ingredients in Mira-Lax and Metamucil.
Reading the fat grams and sodium in packaged foods you never eat and saying, "look at this salt content."
Sitting down to put on underpants, getting the wrong foot in the leg hole, and, thinking about putting them on anyway.
All signs of getting older. But, like they say, Consider the alternative. "Today is a gift, that's why it's called, The Present".......Master Oogway...Kung Foo-Panda.
Why is it spelled MEET? As in, meet me at the corner in twenty minutes. Shouldn't it be, me at.....meat?
What would the song, "You've Got To Have Heart" be if the heart was called something else?
Every so often I get an e mail I want to share on the blog.
Can you cry underwater?
How important does a person have to be before they are considered assassinated rather than murdered?
Why does a round pizza come in a square box?
What disease did cured ham have?
How is it we put a man on the moon before we realized putting wheels on luggage would be a good idea?
Why do people describe having a good nights sleep as "slept like a baby" when babies wake up every two hours?
If a deaf person goes to court is it still called a hearing?
Why are people IN a movie but ON TV?
Why do people pay to go up tall buildings then put money in binoculars to look at things on the ground?
Why is "bra" singular and "panties" plural?
If Wil E. Coyote had money to buy all that Acme crap, why didn't he just buy dinner?
If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, what is baby oil made from?
Did you ever notice when you blow in a dogs face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him for a car ride, he sticks his head out the window?
Why is it called an asteroid when it's outside the hemisphere, but a hemorrhoid when it's in your ass?
Have a wonderful Monday.
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