Most overheard conversation: "Did I tell you about my most recent medical visit?"

Happy Friday to one and all. It is a beautiful crisp cool morning here on this October 18, 2013. I think if a large bomb were to go off in Branson, the Medicare budget would be balanced automatically. I would guess you could have a game where you try to count the number of older model full sized Lincolns and Cadillacs. I kid you not, the breakfast gathering at our hotel looked like a pep rally for an AARP convention. I told the wife that maybe we came here to be reminded that we are not yet THAT OLD. One thing is clear. The economy may be in the ditch but these older folks seem to be feeling very little pain. They are dressed to the hilt, driving very nice vehicles, and making all the shows. The folks on stage actually encourage people to spend their trust fund on the cruise they are hawking. One commented that everybody knows if you leave it to your children they will only waste every penny of it. See what I mean? It's like we showed up for a good time and found out we had awakened in the land called Metamucil. Sadly, the wife says we look a whole lot like the other folks. So there you have it, live and direct from the front lines of the gray brigade, where we are all waddling around as best we can. Take care and may God bless each one. Amen.    More later.