Sunday Squibs (August 14)

  

We need at least one friend who scares us to make us appreciate the friends who don’t. 

Covid brain has given respectability to my long-term absent mindedness. 

Some see eternity in a grain of sand. I see it in a dirty dish. 

History gives us an excellent chart of the past but only a rough map of the future. 

The sloth would make the perfect efficiency expert if only he could organize his notes. 

The alcoholic always remembers his first drink. Once dry he always remembers his latest refusal. 

Sickness transports us back to the irritable age of adolescence when we were only able to focus on ourselves. 

Our lives are like those Netflix series that seem to go on forever until they suddenly end, more or less lamely, and after some chatter,  the fans turn to the spin-offs. 

I just updated my phone’s operating system to 15 point something to improve security and fix bugs. 1.0 seemed to work fine way back when but it must have been vulnerable and buggy.