Big event at The Asylum this afternoon was what was advertised as “Chair Dancing”. But my naughty mind read “Lap Dancing”. It was remarkably well attended. And they weren’t even passing out Good Humor Bars. Lap Chair Dancing was followed by a cello player. They really are trying to amuse the old folks. But, I am a hard sell.
Another grand day. The last of a 7-day winning streak. So, I had my windows open and spent a lot of time outside. I learned about friluftsliv from Alexa last week. I was trying to engage her in converstation and she told me she was going to practice friluftsliv this winter. I can understand her brushing up on her Klingon. But friluftsliv?
Gratitude
Incredibly grateful for this last bonus round of summer.
Well, the Orange Lord shows no sign of packing his bags. On the other hand, he hasn’t blown anything up yet either.
Mālama pono