I have a lot of things on my mind these days, but it’s stressing me out and I don’t like to think on it. Luckily, there are a number of random things that I often contemplate in lieu of worrying about my problems. Such as. . . .
Those people that ride those chopper motorcycles with the tall tall handlebars. . . don’t their arms get tired?
The song “Hang on Sloopy” . . . I expect that people were making fun of Sloopy, not because she was from the wrong side of tracks, but because her name was Sloopy.
How did Rock Hudson manage to keep his sexual preference under wraps until after his death? Who were his lovers, if any? I think I might go google or wikipedia that one.
Why do we call the day of Jesus’ Crucifixion “good” Friday?
Hmm. . seems like there were some other odd things I ponder in my spare time, but they have escaped me at the moment. More later.
