There's been a lot going on in my world...and yet...not.   I sometimes feel like I'm in a 'rinse and repeat' cycle of life.  Oh sure, there is a sprinkling of drama, anxiety, that other earthlings interject into my day.  Or the occasional scary health bullshit to throw a wrench in an otherwise mechanical day.  All in all, dare I say that I am (insert dramatic gasp) boring?   Or is this age...pardon me...MATURITY... talking? I can't say that it's a bad thing really.  I mean, I'll take 'rinse and repeat' over constant angst, drama, anxiety and stress any day!   That shit can kill you! But on the other hand, I'd like to feel like my life is something other than boring or monotonous.  

So here I sit, in my office on a Sunday afternoon trying to think of something witty and entertaining to write.  Just how does one write about entertaining things when life is monotonous?

I thought about writing about President Baboon and his boy Elroy.   Nah, not really feeling it.  That borders on toxicity, and I just don't need that on a day of rest.  

I didn't go to the gym this morning.  I wasn't feeling that either. I've been there 5 days this week and my body was in strike mode when I climbed out of bed this morning.   

I did watch a peculiar little murder mystery on Netflix recently.  If you haven't seen The Residence, it's a good one to binge in a weekend.  It had me guessing until the last 5 minutes of the last episode.  If you watch it and tell me you guessed it in the first episode, we can no longer be friends!

Books?  Well, I'm proud to say that I've now read 8 books in 2025.  Were they books of substance?  Not a chance in hell.  They were pure spicy, dark romance; I loved every scintillating page! This is a judgement free zone!

I had a consult with a knee surgeon on Tuesday.  She said that I'm in the severe range and will definitely need a knee replacement. I guess I'll have to figure out a time frame and schedule when the timing is right.  Until then, it's cortisone shots, leg and quad strengthening exercises, yoga, bike riding and a shit-ton of Voltarin (topical anti-inflammatory) and Extra-Strength Tylenol Arthritis.  (Here's that age and maturity) thing creeping in!  

The family is doing good - everyone is still alive.  (A little dark humor there since my siblings are in their 70's and 80's).  I'm really going to HATE myself if something happens to any one of them now.  

I have had 3 alcoholic beverages since December.  I was in the mood for going on a good bender this weekend.  I went to the liquor store to purchase wine and a 4-pak of a mixed drink - something called Peach Paradise.  I think there was Vodka in it.   Everything is still in the fridge.  Once again, age and maturity? 

So here I sit, trying to think of something witty and entertaining to write about my boring, monotonous life and can't come up with a single damn thing.  

I'm going to go fold laundry.  (Age and maturity)