It begins again

I am back. Here is a thought to ponder....In the time of chimpanzees, I was a monkey. Thank Beck for that gem. Just think about it for a while. Meditate upon it. Thank you. For all the time you spent on that stupid, but clever remark, you still remain the monkey in the time of chimpanzees.

Okay, here is a question I have wanted answered for about twenty five years. Where the hell is my blue baseball glove? I have not seen it since I was 14 or 15. That glove was so well worked in that it is not funny. C'mon, somebody must know what happened to it. Did the cleaning lady throw it away or take it? She could barely speak English, let me change that, she could NOT speak English, what the hell did she need with a baseball glove? Again, I am thinking that being blue and old she pitched it, but why? It was not cluttering up the house, and given the general state of that house and living amongst packrats, of which I am one, tossing that glove would not uncluttered the house. Where is it?????

I know the quality of these posts is really diminishing. I just thought I would wing it today. My mistake. I promise to only post if I have something even remotely funny to say. Ciao.