Gravity

I am losing the battle of the bulge as middle aged spread is defining gravity instead of defying it and by darn accepting gravity as I grow outwards and downwards simultaneously. Where is the new Einstein when an apple is about to fall from a tree to re-define a theory. Probably looking at his mate - a chubby falla called Newton surrounded by dozen apple cores ...

I refuse to accept two chins are better than one, except for dinner for two and the calorie count can face the exercise bike tomorrow.

The Executive gym was advertised, was displayed in full glare of a website and when tomorrow comes the bicycle strap is broken, the whattismacall creaks more than my aged bones, friction resistance is guaranteed by rust. This time the carbohydate burn is going only slightly warm as blood boils. Fitness will have to wait.

Pass me the salad with all its little local germs. Pass me the toilet papaer as the biological meltdown of the stomach intestinal traffic goes supersonic. Gravity appears to work here too.

Bleedin' Eda

Oh its like a trap. They speak good english, they understood "cognisant" by damn. We had a beer, we are having a chat which may evolve to banter, banter demands homely sayings, its banter, its characters, its sayings, its fun, its ~ my wonderful real-time, had to be there, situational comedy at its the apex of top comedy-joke equation, .......and here it is about as understood as 5 day cricket match ending in a draw. Cricket a Commonwealth joke but a damn sight more international than baseball.

Bleedin' Eda and other such sayings. My homour cuts conversations like a knife. Enjoy the silence is the only option for the deaf and we the multi-culti business execs on the wrong side of a mother tongue and an adopted son.