I woke early and had a bit of breakfast and then perused the papers that had been delivered at my door.  I then, feeling cool-ish, put on a sweater and reclined on my recliner and used my remote to wake the TV and intended to see what was available this Holy morning.  Unfortunately, there were no preachers to tell me how to believe nor were there many programs which were informative except to tell me to buy this or obtain that.   So, I sat back and napped.

Carol went off to practice with the altos with Helene at her house and I had an almost noon-time snack to tide me over for the evening.  I have hopes that we will eat out.  Then, I remembered that I had an essay to write and turned on the Computer.  There were no new messages from old friends or others who were responding to what I had written two or three essays ago.  There was, however, a repetition of an offer that I had immediately deleted some days ago.  At that time I thought it was absurd that this message should have been mistakenly sent to me in the hopes that I would partake of its message and its offer.  It was mistaken then but it had the chutzpah to come back this morning.

I want to tell you friends that VIAGRA is something I do not need.  But entrepreneurs will be pushy and not take no for an answer.  I have deleted so many offers to make me rich or educated – most of them addressed to Carol since she does all of the bookkeeping for our family.  I feel a little discombobulated this Christmas morning for all I wanted to do was to nap and take things easy.  I thought that I might get up the energy later on to start carving a Yad from the soft lumber Clifton had cut to size.  I haven’t gotten up the energy or desire at this time to go to use the tools I just had to create a workspace for at the end of our balcony.  It is all laid out neatly with the tools hanging magnetically over the workspace and I even have thought out the designs that I wanted to put on the long slim pointers that will become yads when I actually start carving.  I hope that will be soon.

But, It is interesting to note how many times the persistent hucksters want Carol to take courses leading to a GED or to get a masters that will help her in her desire to be a contributing and successful member of the body politic.  It is insulting that when I delete their importuning, they come right back at us again.  For some of the semi-official notices that mistakenly come our way I have sent messages back to tell them that I have died and there is no use to keep after me.  They ignore my statement and repeat the same insults that caused me to try to get someone’s attention and cut it out.  It is no use, doesn’t work and, at least, the delete key works. If I haven’t mentioned it: Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah, Kwanzaa Greetings and to all of the Islamic persuasion, May Allah be kind to you.