That little fella up there represents part of me. I have had this on my hard drive for years and years and always fall back on it for some reason. It's a little pixilated already from so much use.. but it makes me smile. He has so much joy and love in his movements. This was once an animated picture as I remember and he skated up and down that rink a hundred times....or maybe it wasn't animated and I just made that up in my head. I can't remember, but let's not go there.
It's like "old lady speak"..... I remember it was a Tuesday, you know the day that Elsie got her toe removed. Or was it a Wednesday? Well who the "F" cares weather it was a Tuesday or a Wednesday...get on with it. Yup I'm getting there. Dates are becoming more important to me than those I am relating them to. When you see your friends eyes glaze over while you are trying to remember exactly what time and date an event took place ... you know...it's time to shut the hell up.
So I choose my words carefully. And sometimes I forget. So, if I have forgotten who the hell cares. Not me. I won't remember. Funny how that works.
I thank everyone who comes around here to read my crap. I wish you all the best of the season.