PUT THAT SHOWER BACK
Ah, The gravity of the situation of becoming a golden ager, especially when taking a shower! Have you ever taken a shower? You have? Well, I certainly hope you at least put it back!
What is it about a bar of soap? It always falls down which certainly can get a senior in plenty of hot water trying to find it. Open your eyes and, without glasses you probably can’t see much of anything anyways and besides, those soap suds can sting like the Dickens!
THE SLIPPING SLIDING SOAP BLUES
It’s hard to cope with a bar of soap, for many of us when we shower. Those plastic holders dispense little hope, A few minutes can end up seeming like an hour! That bar slips and slides in fragrant competition. Suddenly, one’s in plenty of hot water. It’s no fountain of youth and, for the good old days, you are wishin’. Bending ever slowly down, trying to find it, without losing balance. By the gravity of the situation you’ve been hit, what a wonderful slippery challenge! Some of us who are still fools, refusing liquids or bars on a rope. I guess, we’re just contented dinosaurs, showered by old rules and lathered by a stubbornness to somehow cope.
SHOE BUSINESS
One of the problems of walking to garage sales in search of accordions, cameras and ‘bargoons’ is the rain. Of course in Greater Vancouver the skies are generally always blue. Nevertheless, once in a blue moon that optimistic concept, springs a bit of a leak, it’s necessary to take a rain check on it.
I dont have a car anymore, and therefore walked off the lyrics with the following. One has been laced with how often the soles develop holes and thus a bit of a ‘toe hold’ on the following lyrics:
There’s nothing worse than a hole in a shoe, when it begins to rain. Soaking wet feet become such a soggy curse, until thankfully you are back home again.
Wouldn’t it be a feat, if the industry had more sole; a better toe hold on the problem. That would be a real treat, and our life turn out complete. Those really big shoe manufactures dont hold your tongue, call….’em
HIGHER EDUCATION
When taking Canada Line and the Skytrain, it’s sometimes overwhelming ‘enjoying’ the graphic art posters at the stations. There are many questions a senior might ponder. One could be how many of the successful advertising artists started out as fine artists but couldn’t survive financially with such ‘idealism’ Thus it was perhaps necessary to go commercial.
What was really awe inspiring were the posters originally models originally trained in drama and dreamed of ‘making it’ in legitimate theatre but also had to ‘adjust a bit’ to pay the bills. What really provided some insight were the posters for higher education. Perhaps memory is fading bit ot seems that back in the 1960’s school loans were almost interest free, all economic levels could afford tuition and the hunger and pursuit of knowledge was the main criteria.
The following ryhme evolved from the ads displayed. BCIT builds, U.B.C. is A Place Of Mind. Higher education might pay the bills, if someday the ‘successful’ student, employment finds. SFU does this, Douglas, ‘do,’do,’do’ that. For many there’s plenty of hit and miss. But, oh my, the infrastructures do do do do seem to be getting awfully fat
GROUNDS FOR A HEARING
Accordion to some, saying ‘eh? Is about as Canadian as vinegar instead of ketchup on fries, eh? However with age problems related to hearing seem to ketchup with some of us. I’m ‘a fried’ the shrill one’s are the big offenders such as the sharp edge of today’s technology when it comes cutting and trimming grass plus blowing away leaves.
Have you ever been on a beautiful city park field, sitting on a bench, listening to the birds, soaking in the fresh air and then suddenly a crew arrives attacking the grass with unmerciful decibels but profound efficiency.
It’s like the old days when some of us kids would scrape our fingernails on the blackboard at school. Those modern professional machines do an even better job than that! Even more ‘pleasant are the leaf blowing contraptions. Is there a golden ager out there who could perhaps develop a muffler for those new fangled grass cutting, trimming and leaf blowing contraptions, it would be a real tweet to hear the birds again …………EH?
New book available (E-book or hard copy)-THE POSTCARD PHOTOGRAPHER(Dan Propp), Visit www.accordiontodan.com or available on amazon (one one section includes dozens of images to download free and, the other nostalgic dvd songs) Visit www.danpropp.com(interview, scenic local postcards, songs to download, sports day 8mm footage-Gibsons, 1960 and my father’s memoir Kristalnacht in Koenigsberg-by Arthur Propp)