I just discovered that I can make direct contact with the future! Sound BAZAR? I’m sure it must but, I’m certain that my discovery is accurate because I’ve tested it and my tests captured a positive human presence entering. Doesn’t that just make the squivies do a swirley squirm up your spine making your neck hair curl. Now I’m beginning to appreciate how ecstatic Einstein must have felt, slithering to the peak of his manmade mountaintop experiences.
I haven’t told anyone else of my astonishing discovery because I was afraid they might look at me cross eyed with the danger of it becoming a fixed stare. I knew my blogging friends, that know me at all, would be able to understand how that might be possible. As a matter of fact, I’ll tell you how.
I can’t contact the distant future nor the near future. I can only make contact with the immediate future and so can you. Where does your next step take you? You don’t walk into yesterday, nor do you walk into a void. Nope! You boldly make direct contact with the immediate future with every next step. Just think of the potential! Now try to shake the squivies!
Meanwhile, I’ll keep coaxing my treadmill powered scooter uphill!

My worst BACK problem is getting BACK to the numerous things I've started but never finished. You?
Meanwhile, I'll keep coaxing my treadmill powered scooter uphill!

Everybody knows that today, we’re living in a throwaway society. The proper fixit for broken is receptacle #junk! “Not me, I’ll challenge that theory, you just watch me sweep up the salvage on one ‘meant to be a throwaway’ and be a standout in the face of our society!”
Our old VCR suddenly developed an internal fondness for tapes that were within it’s grasp and wouldn’t ungrasp them, even when ‘eject’ was activated. So, I called our friendly repair service and found support positive bolstering my determination to beat the throwaway mindset. Sure enough, two days and $39.00 later I was proudly ready to stack my freshly refurbished, like new, VCR back between the DVD player and the record player where it would once again feel at home. Carefully refurbishing it’s original space with one hand and gently sliding it home with the other, the VCR slipped out of my hand, rode the gravity train to the floor and shattered.
Yup, you guessed it! Anyone paying attention could have watched me standout and sweep up the salvage on one ‘meant to be a throwaway’ my face blending right back into our society!”
Meanwhile, I’ll keep coaxing my treadmill powered scooter uphill.

These two signs were physically close enough together to visit with each other, but they evidently didn’t!
“Open 24 hrs daily, Monday through Sunday, This Store Never Closes!”
“After hours these doors will be locked, please use grocery entrance.”
Meanwhile, I’ll keep coaxing my treadmill powered scooter uphill.

New construction development 08/15/07 - Single lane speedway! Spider Web, 11’ off the ground 25’ long, running slightly down hill tree to tree. This glistening silver thread has no sag at all, stretched tight as a Clydesdale’s hitch. How’n al the world did Charlotte engineer that one? Or is there a Glider Spider out there somewhere? The spider hard hats had already removed all the heavy equipment from the construction sight so I don’t have a clue!
It reminds me, when I was a young lad. JC Penney’s had an associate perched up in what us kids called a crow’s nest on 2nd floor to complete a sale. The clerk helping the customer would clip the ticket and the money to a container hanging on wheels suspended from a cable system. That cable system reached from ground floor to the crow’s nest. The clerk would give a short rope a quick jerk propelling the canister like out of a sling shot right smack into the friendly reaching arm of the associate. She would finish the transaction, clip a receipt and the change to the canister and gently shove-start it back downhill. Like a fun loving little trolley, it carried it’s cargo, coasting back down to the clerk to be handed to the customer.
You don’t suppose I’ve discovered a J.C. Penweb’s spider ride theme park? I’m going to keep an eye for the fun loving li’l trolley replica to appear, just in case?
I’m still curious which Clydesdale spider stretched that silver thread across the 25’schism!
Meanwhile I’ll keep coaxing my treadmill powered scooter uphill!