This blogging thing is taking up more and more time. And paradoxically, even thought I'm retired, I'm finding that I have less and less of it (hey, it takes time picking out the right less-than-$10 wine to go with a mac 'n cheese dinner).
So in an effort to save a little time I'm going to start a new tradition. On Wednesdays (hence the Wordless Wednesday heading - clever, no?) in lieu of my usual penetrating and insightful commentary (*modest cough*) I'll be posting a set of images revolving around a current and relevant theme.
At least that's the plan.
Today, I'd like to take the opportunity to introduce myself to those of you who may not be familiar with my background and philosophy of life.
My formative years:
Tim - the early years. |
Tim - the slightly later years. |
Needless to say, with that start I developed a somewhat warped outlook.
However, I overcame that early upbringing to become an enthusiastic proponent of physical fitness.
One measure of exercise effectiveness. |
My idea of an abdominal six-pack. |
I also developed an abiding concern for others.
That didn't last long.
In conclusion:
5 comments:
The answer to the "right wine with..." question is always the same. Yes, wine.
Sometimes we will visit the wine cellar, well it is a cellar, and we keep wines in it, so technically it is a wine cellar, and we chose a wine for dinner by closing our eyes and running our hands along the rows of bottles. When the right wine "speaks" to us, we drink that one with dinner. No we don't, but when you tell that to people and you keep a perfectly straight face, you can crack up on the inside.
Hehehe, good ones, especially the last one! That'll keep the BP down!
Those first few pics remind me of when my son was a toddler. We lived in Vernon, TX, a dry county with lots of good Baptist folk. While checking out at the local United grocery store, my son saw the coke machines (soda dispenser for you Yankees) and started crying, "Beer, I need a beer!" To him, any drink in a can was called beer.
If you keep wine in a cellar, don't the boxes become soggy?
John - I like the way you think!
NFO - it's not always that easy...
BB - that's funny! I'd loved to have seen that.
WSF - :-) They have a plastic bladder inside...
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