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Showing posts with label Pool man. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pool man. Show all posts

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I had to run a few errands today. I'm starting to give gift bags to all my patients so I'm collecting coupons and give aways from all the business owners I know. Goodies for my patients and better relations with my business associates. Anyway I started seeing people I knew, but didn't really know if you know what I mean. Like I saw Pool man, Lost Prince of Atlantis minus his floaties.

When I stopped at the hair salon that I'm having my Patient appreciation wine tasting Friday. I knew one of the hair stylist from somewhere, but for the life of me I had no clue. I knew I had seen her enough times for her to look familiar, but I knew I didn't know her.

So what's this all have to do with the price of tea in China? Well I was wondering what it would be like to have my camera out to take a picture of all these people I blog about. Then I realized two things. I suck at carrying a camera around and that I already had pictures of most everyone I blog about. Oh well the idea light bulb just went dim.

Well here's a great video if you ever wondered about your parents and sex.

Lost Prince of Atlantis

When I go to the gym it's the time of the seniors and stay at home moms. So the men's locker room is made of up of slow moving old men. Although I have to admit they are pretty good about good about clearing out quickly so you can use the lockers. Enter Pool Man, Lost Prince of Atlantis. I say this because when he comes out of the pool he has so much gear on it's too funny. Floaty belt, headgear, water aerobics weights, etc. He just needs a giant sea horse and he'd be all set.
Now the point of this story isn't that he looks incredibly foolish. Hey it adds some humor to my day as well as a distraction to all the dried up prune men of the locker room. The point is that he is slower than molasses in January in the Artic circle when it's 80 below. For some reason he now likes the area that I use. Now this happens with others, but its not a problem. The problem with Pool man is after he takes off his cape, cowl, and utility belt he moves like a fuckin' slug. No joke taking off pool attire to getting dressed is at least 20 minutes. With him taking up so much space and time it's like grid lock in the locker room. Pool man needs to go back to Atlantis or come at a different time.
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