Shiny!

It seems like only yesterday that I checked into Wolf's Eyes to find R.G. touting the greatness of Meguiar's Plastx. Oh! Wait! That's 'cause it was just yesterday. An evening run to Wally World made me the proud owner of a bottle of the wonder juice, and alongside it, also by Meguiar, something I've wanted for a long time - a kit to get the cataracts off the headlights of my Neon. Hey! Guess what? Plastx is the key item in the box, along with a buffing wheel for the electric drill and a buffing cloth. The jury's back and I love the stuff! Here's the cloudy headlight and the one I buffed with Plastx.

I used the Plastx on the windshield of the scooter, the backs of the mirrors, over the headlight and taillight covers, on the visor of my full helmet and on the dome of the half helmet. All are remarkably shiny now! I wish I'd heard of the stuff a lot sooner.

My coin bag was getting quite hefty and now that I have the luxury of much free time I ran the whole pile of change through the sorting machine. I could have gone to the grocery store and used the coin machine, but I'm not giving up some percent of my hoarded change nor trading it all in for groceries. Besides, playing with all the coins and the little machine at home gives me a bit of an Ebeneezer Scrooge feeling, but in a good way. In about a half hour's time I'd wrapped my full squirreled away stash - $56.50! Any excuse to get out on the scooter, right? Off to the bank I went to trade in the coins for "real money."

On the way I caught the short line engine out doing some work, or maybe pausing to give the engineer and conductor a lunch break.

After the bank run, I skipped across the river and remembered that I wanted to pose the BV in front of this miniature golf castle.

I miss the days when an evening of mini golf or a drive-in movie were things of magic that lasted well into adulthood for me. I feel sorry for today's kids with their personal DVD players, Wii's, Ipods, and similar contrivances that make going out to have some fun a thing of the past. I enjoyed going places to see a show, to play a game of something, to hear live music and the going there was half of the fun. Now you just pop into a different room, flip a switch, and there's your movie, your game, and your tunes. Blah!

Since I started the "hypno-diet" I've been lunching on salads and holding myself off on having lunch till noon each day. I'll toss just about anything into the bowl. There was a small tub of salsa on the kitchen counter this morning, and into the mix it went along with a few chunks of leftover chicken and some jalapeno slices. A tablespoon or so of blue cheese dressing and an equal portion of Wishbone French dressing, and my taste buds were in heaven. I've been eating more slowly too, and savoring each bite.

Eating this way is somewhat like scootering - it's not so much about being there as it is about getting there. For so many years, I wolfed down my food, barely pausing to exchange conversation with my family and friends. I'm liking this slow ride at the table! I believe I'm enjoying food more than I ever did before by appreciating every bite instead of just taking it for granted in my rush to get the next forkful up to my maw. I wonder if I can get a table setting with the Piaggio logo?