Some clear sunshine arising this early Monday on California’s north coast as we look forward to a supposed string of days ahead of ‘mostly sunny‘ skies and fairly-warm temperatures.

Entering the last week of April in a year seemingly already slid-gone like a greased asshole — and today’s Monday again, and as a retiree (a man of leisure, but in way-limited-means type of way) I greatly rejoice.
Week days appear easier to digest than Saturday and Sunday, reality-life gets suspended on weekends, people act goofy (or more goofy) and more idiots in public. This retirement thing leaves an impression on the noodle, and the noddle’s biological living apparatus, the old work week is less-hectic.

(Illustration found here).

Yet perspective is a clue to the view — even the late-great George Carlin knew: ‘Some people dream of things that never were and ask, “Why not?” Some people have to go to work and don’t have time for all that shit.’

Hey, might be shit, but it’s still my stuff…