Easy does not mean it is not fun

I am back. Once again, I had something funny to say, or sad and poetic. In any event, the thought passed without me writing it down. I am sure it will come to me.....of course, I will not write it down then, either. If nothing else, I am consistent or amnesiac/demented. Either way, it is hours of entertainment for the whole family.

Well, what is going on in the world? In some ways, it is the same old shit. I did have a funny exchange at Mayfair the other day and it was with a guy whose name I forget but I like the dude. They have renovated the lockers. Really, they have added more rental lockers and by removing some day "half" lockers. They painted and tore up the carpet and added new lockers (removed the green, wood locker fronts, circa 1994, and added gray, melamine fronts. They are also redoing the wet steam. Of course, they do not use proper wetproof materials so the tiles eventually bulge from the moisture so it has to be taken down and redone. Funny, it never occurs to them that in a wet steam there is a lot of moisture and proper materials should be used.

Anyway, they also replaced the shelves by the mirrors, but have yet to fix the baseboard/trim which was carpeted, so bare wood is exposed. It has a great finished look to it (he says rolling his eyes--yes, that is sarcasm, imagine that). Anyway, I am talking to this guy about the renovations/maintenance and he points out that could have put large mirrors at the end of each aisle of lockers (he is so correct, though it could mean a double shot of fat, naked dudes, so there is a downside. That does not include myself as I am not fat, so I figure I look quite good naked, as long as I am not naked and wearing socks, in which case, I look fucking ridiculous).

He mentions that issue and then says, "It is easy to complain." I have to answer him, "That is true but it does not make it any less fun." And that is the whole point here, and I do mean here, it is easy to criticize and complain and also a whole lot of fun. That appears to by my sole reason for being.

Man, am I cranky or what? Ciao!