1. Hole In One Donuts has 4
locations. There are 3 on Cape Cod including a new one that opened in
Yarmouth at the end of May. My Grampa in his life operated several
donut shops including one in Hyannis. When he was forced to close
his shop in the early 1990s the place that bought his equipment was
Hole In One. They make their donuts exactly the same way my Grampa
used to. This week I bought a half-dozen from their new location. I
brought these to my mother, stepfather, and sister so that they could
eat Grampa’s donuts again. I highly recommend Hole In One.
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| Grampa's donut shop ad from 1976 |
2. I live within walking
distance of a high school. This means I can walk down to the track to
run. After a recent run, I climbed up into the bleachers to an
enclosed area to sit for a few minutes. My mistake. There was a bird
angrily tweeting as it was trying to build a nest in one of the
corners. I sat for a few more minutes until the bird brought two more
birds. By that time the numbers game was against me. I mean I could
take one of those little fluff balls, but 3? I don’t know.
3. Two days a week I have to
get up extra early to go to work. Typically I am up around 4:45am.
That means the night before I am in bed early as well. I am popping
melatonin at 7:30pm and drawing the blinds. It reminds me of the
Simpsons episode when Bart, Lisa, and Maggie get sent to live with
the Flanders. They end up in bed while it’s still sunny and kids are playing outside. That’s my Tuesday and Wednesday nights.
4. Is there a certain time of
day/night when emergency vehicles don’t or won’t use their
sirens? I have seen ambulances heading to a nearby retirement home
after 10pm with no sirens going. Yet this week I heard sirens before
6am. Is there no rhyme or reason? Or is this just done on a case-by-case basis?
5. I was on a walk on a sunny
afternoon on the bike trail. A young couple rode by with their son in
the little rear trailer. The father turned and said something to me
as he rode by. I could see his mouth move and he started to slow
down. My first thought was uh-oh are we going to fight? Quite the
opposite they were so sweet and asked which direction on the bike
trail would get them to a beautiful spot first. I pointed them back the
way they came and told them to go about 2 miles. They were so grateful
and I was happy I helped someone instead of a random bike trail
fight.
6. At my work we are working
with something called metabolic breath analysis. The company’s name
is PNOE(Greek for breath). Before we roll it out to our patients we
all have had to do both the resting and active metabolic tests. The
gist of the testing is that you are given results for 23 biological
markers in your body as well as ways to improve them. Highly valuable
stuff. My favorite stat to come from the tests is biological age.
It’s a good view of how well you’ve lived up to that point. I am
13 years younger biologically than chronologically. So I am well on
my way to living to 100.
7. I was driving from Sandwich
to Yarmouth on Rt. 6A the other day when it began to rain. When I say
‘rain’ I mean it went from a few drops to an ocean on the streets
in a minute. It was one of the hardest downpours I’ve ever been in
and makes it easy to see how cars can get suddenly inundated with
water in a flash flood. Then just as quickly as it was insanity it
was over. A wild ride.
8. I buy so many of the same
products and visit Stop & Shop so often that I sadly know when
prices are lower for these things at different locations. At a store
probably half an hour from where I live I started noticing the
differences. First I was like ‘Oh man everything is cheaper here.’
Then it morphed into ‘Oh man I have memorized prices for the things
I buy.’ I didn’t know whether to pat myself on the back for
having a good memory or hang my head in embarrassment that this type
of info is what I fill my limited brain cells with.
9. A clean gym is a happy gym.
The gym I work at? Clean. The gym I’m a member at? Not so much. The
latest adventure was a urinal being out of order leading me to have
to use a stall. No biggie right? That was until next to the toilet in
the stall was a nice smear of poop on the floor. To top it off there
was a sliding footprint meaning someone slipped in it. Me? I had to
use my memories of playing Twister to avoid the hazard but still hit
the toilet. That’ll be a fun job for whoever has to clean it.
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| Not too far off from the gym bathroom |
10. Cape
Cod in the summer equals people backing out of their driveway into
the street without hesitating despite you driving toward them. I
think it’s the same ratio of stupid people as in the off-season it
just is a larger number based on how many people come down to visit.
Hell, even the birds forget what they’re doing. I had a bird in the
road ahead as I drove, not fast, but instead of it flying to either
side of my car, or you know up into the air, it flew at my car
underneath it. All I saw in my rearview was feathers.
Song of the Week: Oh Honey -Delegation
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