I woke up late today. I know you are thinking, "Yah, what's new?" Hey, I've been up early a lot lately. The fishing trip last week started at 6:30am. And with the kids living with us, the daily noisy furor was well underway at 6am. So it was unusual for me to lie in bed, enjoying uninterupted slumber, as late as 10am. But it was delicious.

I have not been exercising lately. It's boring. It hurts. And, I've been noticing that regular vigorous exercise tends to rob one of that protective layer of fat that has been carefully cultivated to sustain the body in the event of a famine. Besides that, exercise is un-natural. Did you ever see a tiger jogging in the woods, or a gorilla lifting weights? No. I figure that if God wanted us to exercise he would have made mention of it in the Bible. Or, He could have issued a fatwah, or there would have been a commandment "Thou shalt move thy ass and keep it firm." Clearly, exercise is a device of Satan.

I have been studying this matter for literally minutes, and my findings are a slap-in-the face to conventional scientific research, based on facts and rigorous analysis. Did you ever notice that people who "work-out" regularly are obsessive and compulsive? You don't have to lhave a Phd in Psychology to know that this type of behavior is pathological. These freaks are sick! They think sweating is a good thing. "No pain, no gain" is their insane mantra. After this epiphany, I threw my exercise weights out the window. (Judy says "Fine, but next time open the window first." )

Well, enough blogging. Time to check the mail to see if there are any job offers. I have promised to paint the dining room ceiling today. My arms are already tired. Maybe tomorrow.