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Greetings and Salutations to All my Kith and Kin and All the Ships in Outer Space:
I need to force myself to leave this computer and go swimming and/or ride around the grounds of the Armed Forces Retirement Home on a tricycle.
I can ride a bicycle, but I choose the tricycle because it has a basket where I can carry my shillelagh.
The bicycle doesn't have anyplace for me to store my shillelagh.
They also want me to eat three (03) meals a day.
I have a lot of trouble with my medication.
There's so many different pills for me to take, all of them with different instructions, that I just go as long as I can without taking anything (because I don't want to be addicted), and then, when I finally do take them, I'll take them all at once, ingesting usually three or four times the prescribed dose.
After all, there's nothing more military than the traditional regalia of an ancient Highland clan!
On Wednesday 04 April 2012, I'm scheduled to go over to Tower "D", where the Assisted Living section of the Armed Forces Retirement Home is, and sing for the folks there, but I've forgotten what time I'm supposed to be there.