Tuesday, 12. July 2011 17:51
I’m finally getting my butt in gear and going to the gym after I drop Ellie off for school. I go to our community center and exercise with Iris, Gladys, Mort, Charlie, and a few others. It’s lovely being with the geriatric crowd who smile and say hello versus THE GYM, where everyone is secretly trying to go just a little faster or lift a little more than the person next to them, all the while trying not to look affected by their internal competitions.
This also gives me time to think about important things. Like, how I’m bothered by my confusion lately. Oh, I’ve always been confused, it’s just bothering me more lately. And by lately, I mean the 40 minutes I was on the treadmill this morning.
Following is a list, in no particular order, of those items. By no means is it complete. Sometimes the confusion is caused by similar appearances. Other times it’s similarity of letters in a name. And then there are other instances where there really is no correlation a sane person could figure out.
- Gary Busey/Nick Nolte
- Sarah Michelle Gellar/Jennifer Love Hewitt
- Rachel McAdams/Amy Adams
- Jon Stewart/Richard Lewis
- x axis/y axis
- John Candy/Chris Farley
- RuPaul/Tyra Banks
- Richard Harris/Ian McKellan
- Michael Jackson/Janet Jackson (now that one is dead, it’s a little easier)
- Peter Falk/Peter Blake (one died and one killed his wife, right?)
- Halle Barry/Me
For Halloween this year, I think I’ll go as CeeLo, bedazzled as Batman, with Elton John flair. Yeah, forty minutes is a lot of time to think about things and there are no segues.