All Dogs Go To Heaven. That's Because They Can't Afford To Go To The Vet

"On Thursday, I'm going here," I said the other day, which in case you didn't click on the link was a retirement seminar. The presenters told us that a good way to determine your readiness to retire, was to practice living on the amount you'd be collecting in retirement.
Coincidentally, on the same day, Ellie went here, and, now we know that pets and retirement don't mix.

Some people are predicting the end of the post office next week. The nostalgic look here, while critics of the service's managers go here.
On Thursday, I'm going here.

Take Two Grains Of Salt And Call Me In The Morning

From an analysis of 100 best practices put together by committees in internal medicine, Groopman and Hartzband discovered that 14 percent were contradicted within a year. Within two years, a quarter of the best practices were contradicted, and by five years, almost half of the rules were overturned.

This was going to be a screed about the post office's one size fits nobody policies, but when I tested that link up above, I saw an amazing video, and now I want to share it with you. Hint, he's saying, "bah."
And even though, you aren't seeing what you think you are, scientists can still look over your shoulder  and see what you think you're seeing.

Contagion

Congress has had the franking privilege longer than we've had a constitution, and look at them. Netflix has been primarily a mail order company for about ten years, and look at them. They're splitting their offerings into two web sites (one with a silly name), raising their prices, and soon they'll be offering fewer movies to stream. So we'll be paying more to get less and working twice as hard to get it. A business plan that only a Congressman could love.

A Graphic To Convey How Backwards My New Line Of Travel Is

A picture is worth a thousand words. Most of the words I've been using  lately to describe my route average four letters, so that's about four thousand letters, which, coincidentally, is how many letters they expect me to carry at a time on these new gargantuan swings.

Watching The Hallmark Channel

Don't you hate it when someone says, "I'm not a bad person," when they mean "I'm a bad actress."?

I Feel Like Ginger Rogers' Mailman

I recently watched a video about fake blueberries. If you can't trust blueberries, how can you possibly believe in red berries that aren't even pretending to be real? Well, you can't. But you can fight back against the man, because now,  there's an app for that.

Today, one of my new customers was looking in her mailbox as I was still walking up her driveway. She said, "Oh, I thought I saw you go by already."
"Besides all the other changes to my route," I said, "they have me running it backwards."

Push

Stress counselors recommend taking ten deep breaths to relieve tension. Our station is starting to sound like a Lamaze class.
I talked to my insurance company. Apparently, they're willing to buy Rich and me new bikes. I went to three shops today. My Novara bike is still made, and it's a lot cheaper than what I paid for mine four years ago. Probably because this year's color is a dispiriting gun metal gray.  The choices remain  overwhelming. When one saleslady tried to close, I told her I needed a little more time to go home and sulk  for awhile. And I did.

With Music By The Moody Blues

Even in my wildest dream (the one where my desk tried to eat me) I could never have imagined how poorly thought out and implemented our recent route adjustments have been. And by the way, I bet whoever steered the Titanic into the iceberg didn't blame the people down in the engine room.

booklamp.org Home

Here's a site that claims to be the Pandora of books: booklamp.org Home, an ambiguous claim, since Pandora is almost always exactly not quite right. Still, it offered Swamplandia as a match for Cloud Atlas, and I just bought (and lost) Swamplandia, plus it allowed me to use the "Blog This" button in Chrome for the first time.

'via Blog this'

The Funny Thing Is, I Keep Reading This Stuff

To Be Free, Be "Nimble As A Weasel"

Giving hope to pre-retirement-seminar-attendees everywhere, Yvonne shows a life of hard work doesn't have to end in the slaughter house.

Just To Let You Know, I Spelled Poignant Without Spell-Check

In prospect, the ride to the fair was a fun way to say goodbye to summer. In retrospect, it's even more poignant,  not just the last ride of summer, but the last ride, since Rich's and my bikes were all stolen from our garage.