I know this may sound silly…but it's better than doing nothing. I'm on vacation. This morning I went out for breakfast…living alone with a beautiful feline named Johnnie II as my house companion…I have the need to see a human face, so out to breakfast I went. Read the newspaper while having my repast…coffee first, a dish of mixed fruit and then one scrambled fried egg with overdone hash brown potatoes. Another cup of coffee and I was finished. The fruit was good, the fried scrambled egg was cold, I imagine it was done earlier and the waitress did not pick it up soon enough to serve to me. The news in the paper was the usual dribble that the world was going to hell. After my meal driving to the station to fill my tank with gasoline I was happily surprised to see the price of $2.39 per gallon. Giving the cashier $40.00 in expectation of filling my tank with gasoline, it took $34.50 to complete the fill up. I got $5.50 back in change. It is beyond my poor mind to reason why I paid near to $4.00 a gallon in past years. Is the world glutted with the remains of creatures millions of years ago that lived and their remains liquefied into crude oil? I do not think the gasoline refiners are that generous to allow us on this day to save about $1.61 a gallon on this stuff that propels our cars as we drive them to our destinations. On another note, my nephew presented me with a sweater for my birthday…it has a v- neck with long sleeves…black in color. Putting it on, it fit very nicely and I have worn it on several occasions since receiving the sweater as a gift. Liking the fit and look, I prevailed upon nephew Steven to order two more medium size sweaters in colors of yellow and red. Now I owe him some money. Stopping to think…his action cost me money I would not have spent otherwise. I suppose you can call it reaction to an action. And, still on another thought…when am I going to get a vacation from doing nothing? I have not had a working job since just before Thanksgiving of 1978…the world of computers raised hell with the skills and art of printing ever since Gutenberg invented moveable type and the printing press. Just imagine my vacation from a job…36 years and still no job, no vacation from a job…many of us no longer work…time marches on and new inventions replace skills that took years to acquire and are no longer needed. Try making a phone call to let's say 'your doctor'…you have to go through a galaxy of hitting buttons and being transferred from one person to another…all the while some tinny music is playing havoc with your ear. Progress sure is a funny conception. PS: The sweater was made in China.