Asleep at My Post

OK. It's now 4:30 in the afternoon, and for the past few hours I have been stuck trying to figure out what to blog about. One of the great benefits of the trip we took was that there was something new every day and enough of it was interesting to justify a post. But today I am woefully short of interesting things, and this compulsion to post to the blog is starting to interfere with the natural starting time for cocktails.

Let me tell you how uninteresting today was. As soon as 8:30 hit, I was in the car driving to get my license renewed. It had expired Friday, and I needed to see to that right away. I can't even do any jokes about the bureaucrats - I was in and out within ten minutes with a 5-year license.

Then I drove to the old office. We were out of town when they moved to new premises, so I had to get some of LK's stuff from her old office and bring it home. So I did.

I have a fair amount of expertise in understanding what is boring, and I am pretty sure that only my mother would find any of that interesting. Actually, I called her later and told her about all of that, and I am pretty sure she was bored, too. But, being my mother, she couldn't let me know, of course.

I did have lunch with Jon, but the last time I blogged about him he wrote a note indicating that he was not very happy with the jokes I was telling about him. Since he bought lunch today, I am not going to blog about Jon.

After lunch, I went back to the old offices to pick up the remainder of LK's stuff. There my friend Andrew took pity on an old man who clearly was feeling new pains from the earlier moving, and he took the rest of the boxes downstairs for me. But I've already written about what a prince he is in another post.

So what to write about? I think the only thing I can do today is take a page from Fox Television. If you go here, you will see World's Most Amazing Signs from our recent trip. My favorite is the hotel in Barcelona, and I think you'll see why. Read the menu carefully at the Slastice section - it's from Croatia and their spelling leaves a bit to be desired. And the rental sign was in Elba.

Please pray for something interesting to happen to me tomorrow. Or volunteer to do a guest post. Or at the very least act like my mother and make believe you're interested. Thanks.