Gettin' old...the series, I guess.....

Well, the rock pile is getting smaller ‘n smaller....4 or 5 barrows a day is taking a toll....’n taking a toll on me as well (not really, I just like to whine now ‘n then)...
I haven’t been in the pool for what seems like f’rever but only since they did the number on my eye...’nother week ought’a do it tho’....prob’ly be a change in the weather then, maybe a little rain ‘n overcast skies to take the joy out of doing laps....not that it’s a p’ticklar joyus thing t’do anyway...just beats the stationary bicycle ‘n treadmill...well, at least for me cuz I just plain don’t like exercise....don’t seem to mind swimming all that much tho’ to be truthful, it can get boring as hell...I just stick my head underwater ‘n pretend I’m somewhere else, glance at my watch now ‘n then ‘n when enuff time has elapsed, I come back from wherever my mind has taken me ‘n get out of the pool...then, if the fates are kind ‘n there’s a bit of sun, I go stretch out long enuff to dry off ‘n get a bit of vitamin D ‘n that’s the extent (pretty much) of my daily exercise program...
I can’t really classify my walking the dogs a couple times a day as exercise cuz we go at their pace ‘n that means slow so they can smell ever’thing that may be new on their route....
Willie makes up for it as best as he can by running from side to side, chasing chickens ‘n leaves altho Gawd alone knows what he’d do if he ever caught one of those birds....he did get a tailfeather once ‘n bored the whole household to death by talking about it incessantly until something else occupied his tiny mind ‘n he forgot about it....
Y’know, people think dogs are dumb ‘n maybe don’t rationalize the way folks do, but as far as mem'ry goes, I’ve noticed that they seem to have a better knack for it than most of my old friends.....
It was Mark Twain who said that when he was young, he had an excellent memory, so good in fact, that he could remember things than never happened. After he got old, his memory worsened to the point that he was unable to remember anything except the stuff that never happened....Talking to my peers (septugenarians ever’one) I’ve come to the conclusion fictitious mem’ry improves drastically with age while factual mem’ries fall by the wayside....