A rather stupid thing happened this morning. I was sitting on the bed, getting dressed when I leaned over for a piece of Kleenex, blew my nose, and ... slid off the bed. No, that is not funny! My handicap does not allow me to pick myself up, so I hit my emergency call button, and wait for the fire department to come pick me up. “Are you hurt?” they asked when they showed up. “Only my pride,” I said.
Topic change: Headline in this morning’s paper -- BUTTERFLY - Millions on annual trek north. The picture in my mind is all these butterflies hiking up the freeway with little knapsacks slung over their backs. Trek?
The ceiling in the picture below is a painting.