Monday, April 29, 2019

I slept through the night waking and getting up at 6am.

Teresa left at 7:45 for her gym class.

I went downstairs to the garage and easily retrieved the yoga mat from the storage area.  This afternoon I plan to use it to try some yoga exercises for my back.

This morning I found several of these postings to my blog from webmasterbagwan@gmail.com:

professional hackers for hire 
hire a hacker for cell phone 
computer hackers for hire 
hire a hacker to get a password 
hire a hacker to fix credit score 
hire hacker to change grades 
Hire a hacker to hack a hacker 
Hacker for hire 
Professional ethical hacker for hire 
Hacker for spy services 

If they get too troublesome I may have to shut down my blog.  Time will tell.

Wednesday will be May 1^st and a holiday here so I’ll need to pay for the apt, my health insurance, and the gym tomorrow after I finish playing chess with Jose.  I sent myself $750 via World Remit to be picked up at Bancolombia.  They close at 6pm on Wednesday.

Jose and I plan to meet at Habia Una Vez tomorrow for coffee at 9:30am.

I watched the first 20 minutes of the Today show and headed for the gym.  Again I got a strong wifi connection but no internet.  I complained to Juan Carlos and he turned off my wifi connection and turned it back on and then I got internet.  In the next hour I lost it again and had to do another restart.  I completed all my exercises in about an hour and 20 minutes.

Back at the apt Teresa showed up 10 minutes later at 11:30.

I tried the yoga poses and was surprised how difficult they are.  For some of them I couldn’t handle more than a minute.  Lol.

I watched Chapter 14 – Improving your endgame instinct.

5,026 steps today.

Joke of the day

A woman decided to have a facelift for her 50th birthday. She spent $5,000 and felt pretty good about the results. On her way home, she stopped at a news stand to buy a newspaper. Before leaving she said to the clerk: 

"I hope you don't mind my asking, but how old do you think I am?"

"About 32," was the reply. 

"Nope! I'm exactly 50," the woman said happily.

A little while later she went into McDonald's and asked the counter girl the very same question. 

The girl said, "I guess about 29." 

The woman replied, "Nope I'm 50."

Now she was feeling really good about herself. She stopped in a drug store on her way down the street. She went up to the counter to get some mints and asked the clerk this burning question.

The clerk responded, "Oh, I'd say 30." 

Again she proudly responded, "I am 50, but thank you!"

While waiting for the bus to go home, she asked an old man waiting next to her the same question. 

He replied, "Lady, I'm 78 and my eyesight is going...

"Although, when I was young, there was a sure way to tell how old a woman was. It sounds very forward, but it requires you to let me put my hands under your bra. Then, and only then, can I tell you EXACTLY how old you are."

They waited in silence on the empty street until curiosity got the best of her.

She finally blurted out, "What the hell! Go ahead."

He slipped both of his hands under her bra and began to feel around very slowly and carefully. He bounced and weighed each one of her bosoms. He gently pinched them as well. He pushed her assets together and rubbed them against each other.

 After a couple of minutes of this, she said, "Okay, okay...How old am I?" 

He completed one last squeeze, removed his hands, and said, "Madam, you are 50."

Stunned and amazed, the woman said, "That was incredible! How could you tell??"

"I was behind you in line at McDonald's."