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A Plus Counterbalances a MinusOn my walk last week in Waikiki, I encountered a forlorn middle-aged woman dressed in a tattered muumuu. As she got closer to me, I noticed that her calloused hands were extended in front of her as if she were supplicating a higher power. When she was about to pass by me, she began to sob and ritualistically moan in a jumble of haunting cadences. I hoped that her rapturous mantra, whatever it signified, would help alleviate or even cure her malaise. I felt like consoling her, but, I didn’t intervene, being typically cautious about trying to help anyone who showed symptoms of mental distress, especially disabilities like schizophrenia that afflict so many street people in Honolulu.As I began to continue my walk, I kept dwelling on the woman’s tearful situation.  But I soon regained my composure. Around the bend, I saw a pudgy middle-aged man comfortably sitting in a wheel chair. As I approached him, he greeted me with: “How’s it going, bro?” Such an un

Hello everyone  My name is Joe and my wife Nicole and I have a YouTube channel called I'd Flip That.  We are resellers and created a game show for people to enjoy!  We have gotten great response to it.  People are loving it.  We bring on contestants from around the country to play family feud, jeopardy, wheel of fortune, match game and final showdown.  I thought I would share this with you and let you know what we have going on in our lives!  If you have the time please check it out it is really fun! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-hCiKN2rAHc

The article was indeed a good article.......but..... the pics of clothes and their prices are way too expensive for the average.... let me stress AVERAGE Medicare recipients. Next time they need to find more affordable clothing for our generation. 

An Ugly SituationA week ago as I began my walk, I saw an elderly downtrodden Asian couple huddled next to their car. They looked traumatized. Behind them, a white young lady beside her own vehicle was furiously conversing with four cops who had parked nearby after she had presumably contacted them.  Her alleged complaint was that the couple had called her an “effing **bleep**.’’ From what I could observe, there hadn’t been an accident. Neither car seemed to have been damaged. I found it unlikely that the Asian couple had verbally abused the young woman with such foul language. The cops, who seemed to be just as incredulous as I was, didn’t interrupt her bloodthirsty tirade.As I passed by, the couple looked even more terrified as their accuser became more unhinged, stomping her feet and wildly gesticulating.I could only speculate about the tense scene, but I wouldn’t be surprised that the young lady epitomized the meme “Karen” (with the ferocity of a Kraken), someone who maliciousl

Spoiler (Highlight to read)Just do it! 🙂Just do it! Today marks my '7th' anniversary of quitting smoking, 'Cold Turkey.' You know that expression, right? It's when you just stop doing it, like slamming on the brakes, and leaving a skid mark on the road. My story really isn't that interesting...it is bizarre, though, as I never thought I'd ever quit. I started smoking when I was 14 years old. Fast-forward to 2016, and I just quit. Zero cravings. It's like I have never smoked a day in my life. NOTE: Listen to your mind/body, peeps! It tells you lots of things, as did mine when it told me to (*in little voice*) 'STOP SMOKING, KELLY, NOW!' And, I did. Going by what-ifs,' I feel that if I did continue to smoke cigarettes, I would have fallen 'ill,' sooner than later. I am sympathetic to those that absolutely cannot quit, like my mother, she practically died with a cigarette between her fingers. We tried everything to get her to quit, growing up, but she just went back to it,

 

Hey.  There is a theatrical group called Stages St. Louis and they are located in two places. One in Chesterfield and the other is in Kirkwood.  Each December, they hold auditions.  While this year may be casted out, but in December, they hold auditions.  The Kirkwood Performing Arts Center is a state-of-the art theater and has the stage that has been designed to handle those in wheelchairs as well.  If you sign up for their email list, you might get an email before auditions go public.  Here is their website: https://stagesstlouis.org/

Show Me St. Louis is a splendid TV program that is with the St. Louis news channel KSDK Channel 5.  And what is so grand is that there are many senior citizens that did get spotted on the news.  You can write to them for if you have an idea for a Show Me St. Louis story.  Such as where seniors can blend in with the young.  Go to ksdk.com and let them know.  Here is the link: https://www.ksdk.com/show-me-st-louis    

Reflections on my Most Recent WalksIt is normal to feel sorry for people with disabilities. Last week I saw a young woman hobbling about on crutches. Half of her right leg was amputated. I was taken aback: What a pity! Yesterday, an elderly woman coming towards me was so stooped over that as she tried to move, her head almost touched the pavement. I was stunned: How disheartening!Sometimes I feel sorry for myself because I have an array of physical problems: an aggressive and rare blood cancer, non-functioning adrenal glands, periodic angina, and pervasive arthritis. But all of these conditions are treatable.Losing a limb and massive bone loss are not reversible. Seeing other people struggling with their deformities makes me grateful that I am still in relatively good health, thanks to precisely targeted medication, daily half-hour walks, and a positive attitude nourished by and sustained with the help of my upbeat wife who has banished negativity from our household.While bleak used to

A Typical Atypical Walk in WaikikiMy most recent walk in Waikiki was unusually eventful. As I got started, I saw at least a dozen elderly men smoking cigarettes as they randomly began to pass by me. They were so fanatically devoted to their addiction that it was amazing that they were still mobile. The stench was so overpowering that I almost gagged. But there was a saving grace. Each person gave me a warm greeting: from a heartfelt hello to what a great day it was, and I should enjoy every moment of it. So much for being judgmental!Continuing down the street, I encountered a crowd of variously disabled young men and women. They progressed slowly and silently. Some of them had difficulty maneuvering with canes or walkers; a few others were edging along in wheelchairs. I was beginning to feel gloomy, but I soon rebounded. Before the procession turned the corner, they all smiled and waved at me. Unexpected graciousness galore!As I was nearing the end of my jaunt, I saw two strange sights

 

Spoiler (Highlight to read)Not yet 'May' here, but I love to reference Justin Timberlake's 'May' hands for the occasion. 😂Not yet 'May' here, but I love to reference Justin Timberlake's 'May' hands for the occasion. Real People, Fake Arms with Steve Carell and Justin Timberlake, Part 1 Real People, Fake Arms with Steve Carell and Justin Timberlake , Part 2  😂

Yarnball? What Yarnball? 

Rest in peace Jerry Springer you have always been in our family front room as the # 1 guest and contender.You will always be remembered ….Jerry-Jerry. 

♡ “Take care of yourself and each other.” ♡ Jerry Springer, talk show host and former Cincinnati mayor, dies at 79 [NPR]Jerry Springer [WIKI]   [I loved him as host on 'Baggage.' Anyone remember that? It's on Pluto TV, tabbed 'Game Shows.' >>> Baggage (American Game Show) / Baggage (American Game Show) [WIKI]  Radiohead - Talk Show Host ♡

 

 

 

 

 

 

Letting Go Next to my Leisure Heritage condo, there are two rows of wide spear-like bushes facing the Waikiki Community Center. During the recent drought, the front row was unscathed, but half of the back row had badly browned and shriveled. What an eyesore! For over a month, each time that I walked past that plot of land, I shuddered. In fact, I was so upset that I felt like snipping off the increasingly dead leaves myself; the gardener certainly had no interest in pruning the unsightly bushes. Aha! Since moving to an apartment in Waikiki, I don’t have any yard clippers, but I do have a trusty pair of scissors. I began to fantasize about using them stealthily at night to remove the offending foliage. I have always had trouble respecting property boundaries in my neighborhood; although it is hard for me to curb my enthusiasm for trimming nearby untended bushes, I have learned to restrain my compulsion. But my patience was becoming as threadbare as the discolored and disintegrating