Go Retire Psychiatrist

Today, Sena reconstituted the Hoosier Hill Farm Whole Milk Powder. At one point in the mixing process, it reminded me of Ready-Mix concrete. She made enough for a quart of finished product, which won’t make even one sidewalk square but whatever.

I suppose this is one of the three things we could list as being ordinary accomplishments for Day 2 of Mental Health Month.

I think the other thing is connected to a song I heard last night on the Big Mo Blues Show. I’m pretty sure it was last night although it wasn’t on the list of tunes played. The song is by Popa Chubby, “One leg at a time.” Frankly, about the only line I understood is “put your pants on one leg at a time.” So, I did that this morning. It’s not trivial and the saying is old. It just means we’re no better than anyone else on this planet—still gotta put pants on one leg at a time.

I guess the third thing will have to be something I get an “A” for effort—or maybe a “C”. I’ve always wondered how football players do a certain celebrity dance after a big play which looks cool. I had a little trouble finding it on the internet because I didn’t know the name of it. It’s called the Griddy. The guy in the video is the creator of it.