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Normally when the sun shines

All of us suffer from seasonal depression. The lack of sunshine for extended periods of time can cause depression. Last week, we experienced record high temperatures for February. Along with that warm air, we had clear, sun-laden days. Still, I'm depressed. I wonder why?

On the warmest of days, Wednesday, February 22, my friends and I ventured to a small park in Dale, Wisconsin. This park has a paved path that is approximately 1 mile in length. Out of some concern for the fact that we hadn't ridden in a couple of months, we rode almost five miles and by mutual agreement stopped. The next day, we all agreed we could have gone further.

The ride itself was great just because we could do it. The weather was unusual and stunning. It was a perfect treatment for that yearly scourge of cabin fever.

Small observation: If TrunpleThinSkin continues to dominate the news cycle can the Kardashians survive?

Equally Small Observation: Tom Turkey continues to visit. I know this because I see his tracks in the snow. For this reason, I'm thankful for the snow. I have to add, I'm also thankful for our snowblower.


The current state of Lake Maria

In the interest of safety and decency be aware that the contents of the following entry may contain information that could make readers uncomfortable

There is an old joke about a customer in a tavern who orders a glass of beer. After the bartender taps it and serves him, he gets off the stool, takes it to the men's room and dumps it down the urnal.

He returns to the bar and proceeds to talk with the other patrons. About a half an hour later, he orders another beer and repeats his previous trip.

The bartender intrigued with this regular customer's strange behavior says to him, "Billy, what the hell you doing flushing good beer down the drain?"

Billy says, " I'm just sick and tired of being the middle-man."

We are told by science all that are bodies are 90% water, but you never know with those guys. I have to take a pill each day to help my body get rid of excess water. Typically, I'm as nervous as a pregnant woman, looking for the loo in any new environment I find myself in. Apparently, when your body is approaching 91% water content, it's bad for you. 

The bad news for me, since I don't drink beer, is that a cup of coffee works on you like the glass of beer and it's often more expensive. Don't forget to flush






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