When it rains it pours, some weather observer adviser once noted. I know in life that's the case, and at this stage of my own, the deluge of living is approaching my nostrils.

The latest evidence of my physical limitations came last week after receiving the story from a medical magazine that said a good way to test my leg strength as senior was to try and stand on one leg at a time for 30 seconds each.

Piece of carrot cake abundantly slathered in icing, I thought. Why, in high school not long ago I ran sprints and hurdles, conveniently ignoring the reality of 56 passing years since I knelt in the starting blocks.

Funny how many wrinkled, graying grandfathers with our "check engine" light constantly glowing tend to prefer living in the joys and glories of the '60s.

Anyway,