Jug Efficacious

Horrors:  Imagine ME in competitive sports, but that' what I'm supposed to do today.

You can take the edge off your anxiety by engaging in competitive sports, either as a spectator or as a participant. You could even temporarily forget about your worries while you're totally absorbed in the game of your choice now that today's Sagittarius Solar Eclipse activates your 5th House of Fun and Games. Although strenuous physical activity will have more immediate positive results, nearly anything that allows you to be spontaneous is healthy.

As my old pal Buddy Holly said, 'That'll be the Day...'  LOL.  And I guess that brings me to the Bocce Update.  We were scheduled to play yesterday, yes Thanksgiving afternoon of all times, and we sent three of our team members along after their dinner to show up with their case o' balls.  And that makes three forfeits in a row so now we are 3-0 UNDEFEATED in spite of the fact that we haven't played a game yet.  So much for competition on the Bocce court for this sedentary lump!

Bocce Mascot

Meanwhile, back at the studio, the place is a shambles as I am digging through the compost piles and burrowing through the drawers and bins collecting stuff that may or may not work on the current project.  I look like some sort of large rodent with ass up in the air and things flailing around me in all directions

Not a pretty picture, and as usual I need a manicure, and perhaps I should also check on a nose bob... and some exfoliation.  The difference between me and said rodent is that *I* have to return all this crap to it's rightful place when the pile reaches my knees.  Rodent doesn't even have knees.

Certain defects are necessary for the existence of individuality.                       Johann Wolfgang von Goethe So, I think I would like to start a campaign to eliminate this ridiculous holiday 'thing' that runs from Halloween through New Years Day.  Or perhaps we could have a four year rotation and celebrate each one in succession.  I'm OK with Veterans Day and Columbus Day because nobody actually travels for those and they don't have annual traditions of buying and cooking and entertaining.  Football is even OK, because it's random but please, can we have moratorium on the Big Four?  When I arrived in Florida in early September the mall was being decorated for Christmas.  Huh?  There has been so much hype over a made-up day, Black Friday, that I want to throw the computer across the room if I'm offered one more deal!  And no kidding, at Thanksgiving dinner last night some of the women were planning their strategy to save $13 by hitting the parking lots at 5 AM.  Saks and Bloomies are loaded with black sparkly clothes like we all have a succession of holiday cocktail parties where we are required to wear 5" heels, also sparkly.  What ever happened to wearing plaid? And stupid sweaters? I don't want to look like a Kardashian, certainly not ACT like one. So, off I go to dig like a mole, or a vole, or a naked mole rat, or whatever that thing is up  above, and contemplate how I can get a viral movement going to stop the insanity.  Oh where is that Susan Powter person when we need her? And with that I now am headed to Google find Susan, wherever she may be.