What’s funny?

As I walk through
This wicked world
Searchin’ for light in the darkness of insanity.

I ask myself
Is all hope lost?
Is there only pain and hatred, and misery?

And each time I feel like this inside,
There’s one thing I wanna know:
What’s so funny ’bout peace love & understanding?

And as I walked on
Through troubled times
My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes
So where are the strong
And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony?
Sweet harmony.

‘Cause each time I feel it slippin’ away, just makes me wanna cry.
What’s so funny ’bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh
What’s so funny ’bout peace love & understanding?

So where are the strong?
And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony?
Sweet harmony.

‘Cause each time I feel it slippin’ away, just makes me wanna cry.
What’s so funny ’bout peace love & understanding?

– Nick Lowe

More birds, less frogs

If I had only four words to sum up the difference between walk/running at night versus doing it in the morning.

Yes, I made it out of bed by 6:30 to exercise.  The idea is to try and get back to a more or less “normal” sleep pattern, since walking at 11:00 at night tends to keep me awake until 1-ish.  But for some reason my boss still expects me to be at work on time, and my kids still like to be fed and dressed in the morning, and my wife can’t do it alone.

On the weight front, I’m apparently “gaining muscle.”  Yeah, that’s the ticket.

It’s Saturday!

Well, as if you needed reminding.  Maybe I do.

Anyway, how are y’all?  We’ve had a busy and mildly productive morning.  Oil change, car washed, my wife mowed the lawn.  (I’ll pause so you can appreciate just what a great woman I have.)

Okay, then we went to The Mall and found – socks.  See, a thrill a minute, right?  Then Target for a birthday card for a friend.  Now home to make lunch (my wonderful wife again, if it were me?  It’d be ‘gettios.  No, she cooks.

Then I have an hour or two to figure out how to pipe music onto my MP3 player – I messed it up kindasorta on purpose.  See the Iriver T10 has issues with playlists unless you subscribe to some online music service, which I don’t – I have hundreds of CD’s and don’t see the need to pay again for the same songs.  Also?  It has a radio if I get desperate.  So I’ll mess with it, but food comes first.

Speaking of which, I’ve gained four pounds this week.  Grunt. Sigh. Gah.
Update: maybe not as bad as I thought, sorta.  I’m up 2.6 pounds since last Saturday, the thing is I had lost over a pound early in the week and gained it back and then some.  Maybe.  It’s just a number, right?  RIGHT?