A Specticle of Myself

Old age sometimes sneaks up on you , or just flat out ambushes you.

I really need to get my eyes checked. The reading glasses aren't cutting it anymore and I guess vanity keeps me from carrying them on a regular basis. I am now to the point that if I forget, my wife has to read the menu for me when we go out to eat, because the dim lighting and small print makes everything look Hebrew. Then it gets worse. The ones I have aren't strong enough so when I do read, sometimes the words just don't sound right. For instance, last week at church we're standing and singing and due to the glare from the lights on poor pitiful not strong enough glasses the word was glorify and I'm singing clarify, you get the point.

Then it all came to an embarrassing head about a week ago when......

Did you know that it's okay for women to go to the restroom together, sit next to each other, and even sleep in the same bed together?..... there's a post in the future on Men's ettiquette...anyway

It was a nice 60's and I needed to run into Springfield. My ol' scooter hadn't been run for a while and I thought I'd give Brother Jeffrey a ring and see if he would like to get out for a bit and roll some thunder. He of course, said "yes". Well, the mission was to head to "Redeemed Books", great place to get used books, theology, sermon's, research books, just all around a cool store.

Here we are rolling up on a couple of Hogs, strolling into the store, and heading to the section to see how many copies of the " Barbarian Way" they have. I realized then that I neglected to bring my glasses.

So... Here we are two guys clad in leather jackets and my partner is having to read the titles and backs of these books to me because I can't read squat. I found myself trying to back up far enough to read the print, then when I get far enough away, the print is too small to read.

This my friends, is nothing more than tragedy run amuck. There was a nice guy there with his daughter, you know the folks, long uncut hair, beard, the little girl had a pretty yellow dress that went down to the ankles. They both looked at us, well okay, they stared at us as Jeff, read to me in the middle of this store.

After a short while we found nothing that would suit our fancy so we started to leave. While on our way out. Jeff looks at me, points, and says "here's the Dwayne section" it read: "LARGE PRINT" and yes, I could read that.

As stated above.. there will be a future Blog Post on Men's ettiquette...