A song once said...

 The comedy, is that it is serious. 

Some guy named Mraz

Quirks...

 Just ate a chicken quarter for lunch, with a little bbq sauce on it. 

I always start with a knife and fork, but the wife came out and saw me eating off the bone, in need of a napkin. 

She says it doesn't matter how many utensils you start with, it always ends that way with chicken. 

I said that's why I don't eat chicken or ribs in a restaurant. 

I just don't want to get messy eating my food in front of other people. 

( excluding my wife, I mean.)  Everybody has their quirks. ( I have several.)

So when I pick up my ribs for carryout, I can hear the grease and bbq sauce covered people all saying " who the F**K does he think he is? I saw him at Walmart 3 times this week" , as I get in my Scion xb with zip ties holding the front end together, as I head for a more discrete place to tear into my meal. 

I miss that car. 

It gets tricky

 I do these occasional social media updates, where I cut and paste my posts and put them on here. I started doing these when I was having problems with my hands. It was easier than typing a new post. 

Now I haven't done my updates for a month, and have so many posts on twitter it would be easier to type a new story on here. 

Been a lot of doctor appointments lately, for me and the wife, and looks like that will continue for awhile. 

We have a rule, to never let both of us be down at the same time.  Doctors don't care about our rule, they try to make our schedule revolve around them. 

Hence the title.

Wishing everyone a great holiday season. Hug your loved ones.