Young at heart

 Borrowing an oldie but goodie (do they even use that term now?) from another blogger (HERE) who posted this old favorite of mine the other day...

Frank and Swinging on a Star
Thanks, Sabine.

I remember learning the words, and maybe singing in some performance while in school. It is silly and yet presented somehow as an adult song. Yet I think it's targeted for young people.

I'm trying to lighten up my life these days. I have friends who can tell all kinds of jokes. But me? I seldom remember both the joke and the punch line. Actually, I remember lots of punch lines. Maybe they are worth something somewhere...

OK, Here's the Potato Bag exercise...
An exercise for people who are out of shape: Begin with a five-pound potato bag in each hand. Extend your arms straight out from your sides, hold them there for a full minute, and then relax. After a few weeks, move up to ten-pound potato bags. Then try 50-pound potato bags, and eventually try to get to where you can lift a 100-pound potato bag in each hand and hold your arms straight for more than a full minute. Once you feel confident at that level, put a potato in each bag. 

I consider that a shaggy dog type story. There was this shaggy dog....and that's all I remember, except there might have been an elephant and a penguin in the joke. And it did go on and on and on. Haven't a clue how it finally ended.

Knock knock?
I remember the one with the orange. Do you?
That's all I remember. I mean, I know the whole joke.

Knock knock.
Who's there?
Orange.
Orange who?
Knock knock.
Who's there?
Orange.
Orange who?
Knock knock.
Who's the he-- there?
Banana
Banana who?
Orange you glad I didn't say orange again?

Oh I just realized I remembered the whole joke wrong. It's supposed to be banana first. Duh.

Today's quote:

Let us keep courage and try to be patient and gentle.

VINCENT VAN GOGH