I hate it when Mary leaves me alone with the radio.  I imagine myself with all forms of dread disease and with every imaginable kind of financial disaster about to befall us.  The reality isn't any where near that, but the half asleep mind does strange things to you.  Sugar was being a weird last night.  I borrowed that phrase from my father in law, Frank, who passed away many years ago.  He always used that to tell you how he felt about people or pets. He also used the phrase in a couplet as in: What are you doing being a freak and a weird?  I like to think that he would have loved Sugar as much as we do.  He had a thing for animals, even going so far as to get a wild squirrel to eat out of his hand.  Animals know when you are real and when you are a real threat.  This morning is my weekly pilgrimage to the bookstore for the  NY Times.  I can spend hours on a Sunday reading the things that are written in that paper.  I especially like the book review, the front section and the magazine.  Well, time to go down and watch Up with Chris.......... An excellent program with a lot of interesting people as guests.  A little political discussion to get your heart started.  I should mention that if my BP gets any lower, I will be in the Tour de France.  108/66 with a pulse of 48.  Actually, I plan to return to bicycle riding this year after a long absence.  Once my knees are better and I drop a few more lbs, I'll be set to go.  No more competitive riding for me, but it will be good exercise.  Did I mention that the wash machine fell ill the other day.  It will be repaired this coming Friday once the parts arrive.  It will be $390.00!  But, compared to $800.00 for a new one, that's not so bad.