SILLY SATURDAY

Saturday, September 20, 2008

For several days I have been writing about human suffering. That’s heavy, serious stuff.

I feel the need to lighten up—if just for one day.

I have been asking, “Why?” about a lot of the suffering that goes on in our lives.

Today I still want to ask “Why?” about a couple of things—but not serious things.

The last few times, like yesterday, when we ate over at Red Lobster I noticed a lot of elderly people. Why is that? Is it because fish is good for you and it helps you live to a ripe old age? Do they give discounts to seniors and we just haven’t found out about it?

Every time I get my car back from the service department at BMW or the car wash the seat on the passenger’s side is pushed almost up to the dashboard and the driver’s seat is pushed back as far as it will go. I don’t usually notice until I have driven out into traffic and then you shouldn’t be adjusting your seat. Unless a midget or a giant drives the car they should leave the seats alone. If they have to move the seats, why don’t they move them back?

Why? I don’t know. It doesn’t really matter. I was just wondering.