Today is the day of my annual physical. Went in earlier for the blood work (no breakfast, but I took coffee). Every year I have to fill out this ridiculous form with questions like "Have you had intercourse in the last year?....How many sexual partners have you had in your lifetime?....Do you own a gun?" Needless to say some questions went unanswered.

I'll go back in about an hour so they can tell me I'm still alive.

Because the day is being broken up by appointments I'm not sure what I'll get accomplished. Some laundry maybe. Some sewing maybe. Since it's supposed to rain and looks like it's going to, I'll refrain from yard work.

I wonder why people think that because bin Laden has been killed that things will change?

And why do some people say Obama bin Laden instead of Osama? Yes, a slip of the tongue, but interesting. No more comments on that.

Y'all have a calm day and remember: You're never too old for nap time.