I pause in my gyrations for a blog post. It can only be a Lame Post Friday post, I am afraid. If anybody has been paying attention (I personally am too broke to pay attention), they might notice I am a post short of a full week (a few sandwiches shy of a picnic? A few french fries short of a Happy Meal? Not the sharpest knife in the drawer? Not the brightest bulb in the chandelier? The porch light’s on but nobody’s home? I can go on for a while). Where was I? Ah yes, Lame Post Friday.
Blue skies, smiling at me! Sing it!
I throw in a fall-colored picture to cheer us all up. Alas, skies are more grey than blue today, but I did see some fall colors as I drove to Little Falls and back to swim for exercise and sociability. Now I am at home, wondering if I can get anything done but mistrusting my ability to do so. Do mistrust and distrust mean the same thing? Oh, look, there is my dictionary.
Picture to denote passage of time while I look in the dictionary.
Regular readers know I like to pick up a large book rather than use the computer to look things up. It may seem silly, but then, this is me we are talking about.
They pretty much mean the same thing. I daresay there is some difference in shades of meaning but I am not up to an etymological discussion. I hope you all have a lovely weekend.
