We be lithenin' to adult contemporary music

I am back. I have to say that I am listening to music that would cause me to make fun of me. It is fucking adult contemporary, lite, shit. Yet when I go to change it, I get a song that is worth while. I just heard some Al Green (Let's Stay Together) and now it is Elton John (Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me). I know I have made fun of Sir Elton before and it all holds true. This song is from Caribou in 1974. I remember slow dancing with my grade school girlfriend(s) to this song, my hand on her prepubescent ass. That was quite an ass for someone that age. Years later, keep in mind I have not seen this particular girl in about 20 years though a friend saw her recently and she is divorced, or separated, with two kids, so I mean in her early twenties, she had quite the pear shape. She had no tits and wide hips, okay a big ass. She had tits, they were just rather small and given her hips, it was just disproportionate.

There you have it, I have taken you from crappy music to the variability of the human body in one paragraph. What a journey. I am tired. I need a nap. That is not a bad idea given this gray, rainy day.

Well, they finally finished the pool at Mayfair. They gutted the six year old pool and put in a salt water system. It was as if they were doing it for their members. The only trouble with their rationale is that the old chlorine system did what chlorine systems do, especially indoors, corrode everything, the concrete, tiles, filter system and pipes. The salt water systems do not corrode as quickly so maintenance and replacement costs should go down, though the capital costs of installing the system are greater.

Anyway, they now have signs saying the swimmers are to take a shower with soap before entering the pool. It is the same sign that reiterates the Province of Ontario regulation for public swimming pools that the bathers should shower with soap and water beforehand. In forty odd, and I do mean odd, years of life, I cannot say I have ever seen anybody shower with soap and water before swimming. So to the Mayfair crew, that is it, that sign will do the trick. People always obey signs, especially those printed on flower-bordered paper.

That is it for me today. Ciao!