A couple of years ago, I participated in the one and only one demonstration* of my entire life. Before we set out to march 'round the White House (which we did), we were treated to a tutorial by the organizers on the "Do's and Dont's" of demonstrating. We learned that among the cardinal sins was to chant anything that began with "Hey, hey! Ho, ho!" So (instigator that I am) when I later passed by said organizer, I raised my voice with a "Hey, hey! Ho, ho!" chant. She gave me the stink eye (no sense of humor).* It concerned environmental protection.
So, you're an agent provocateur?
Totally off-topic -- so far I've shed 20-25 (*) pounds since November. It's not that I'm starving or anything. I'm not even doing anything particularly special ... other than not stress-eating at work.(*) So, I'm thinking, hey! I might as well try to keep going and get below 200.
"so far I've shed 20-25 (*) pounds"I now officially hate you.
Because (among other things) I'm working on the plumbing of the addition, I came across a ripped-up pair of painter pants, converted to a rag I use with plumbing work, that I used to wear 30 years ago. Holding them up, all I could think was, "Wow! And I thought I was big then!"
OK, now you've redeemed yourself.Among the (literal) truckloads of "stuff" that I got rid of when I moved out of my house into an apartment 2 years ago was my old Army uniform, which I had worn back in the late 1970s. It was embarrassing to see how small it was compared to what size I am now. (I kept the insignia and one desert camouflage field jacket).My doctor has basically told me in no uncertain terms that if I desire to see a "ripe old age" I need to shed some weight - a lot of weight, actually. I was frankly apathetic about living for decades more until I became a grandfather. Now I am highly motivated to contribute to their upbringing (what the gnus call "child abuse"), and have a vested interest in staying healthy.
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