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Friday 9:25 p.m.
I was going to have a quiz with the photie of the training mitts palms up, but I didn't think it was fair, so I took two to give yous a chance. The question is: What are they? I was willing to let them go for a hundred grand with cloning rights over the DNA included, but I've had to bin them tonight. I think I bought the training mitts circa 1983 for boxing training at a school I used to work at. What fantastic value! I got twenty six years use out of them! Beat that!
I was meditating with that view up the allotment this evening and came home with those apples.
I did a skipping and shadow boxing session (with fresh mitts!) this evening and that's the first such exercising since the schools went on holiday at the start of July. Happy days are here again!
I haven't had any alcohol or tobacco or bob hope or anything since Sunday. Amazed at how crabbit I've been. Before the holidays, when I'd been a bad boy, I might be a bit knocked off for two days, but five ...It's all down to going to Skye and the aftermath. Anyway, I don't have to leave town tomorrow and I have no events lined up with flatheids at all now.
"Experiences are preceded by mind ... and produced by mind." The first words of the Dhammapada heard at the auld maw's today. So I'd better get my mind right, Jack. It's okay if anyone wants to come and see me. They know where I live. But I'm not moving off my butt and neither shall I provoke any frolickings or cavortings.
Oh, what can we do, Great King, when old age and death come rolling in? Stick to the juju and perform virtuous deeds, Oh Hotboy! There's bugger all else you can do!
And, yes, the first photie is of the lobby. The kiddo returned triumphant after four years at college with great treasure in enough cardboard boxes to fill her large room completely and also the hall! She's so like her mother it's ridiculous!!
7 comments:
I say!
I was enjoying that post until the bit where "old age and death come rolling in".
Are you fixated?
MM III
Mingin'! I happen to be a member of a death cult in which the possible proximity of death is used as an aid to encouraging practise. You will probably be given the black spot within ten years. If you have the same kind of mind as you have just now, how will your feel? I want to be looking forward to it! Hope this helps the too dumb to meditate. Hotboy
Thanks for the tip about bricking up the boy's bedroom door before he finishes uni.
Re "She's so like her mother it's ridiculous!!" I think I read you loud and clear, from the subtext. You had a fling about nine months before she was born and another woman impregnated you. My lips are sealed.
What a pity you people couldn't have followed my example, and got in early in the black spot race. You'd be able to forget all about it and just get on with life.
Albert? Bricks won't be enough once the pantechnicon van arrives complete with bulldozer! Well done for getting the black spot first and holding onto it for such a long time. I hope your mind developed better than it did! Hotboy p.s. Do you think I should post about nothing else except dying in future? I do.
Yes, it could be an improvement.
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