Had a great birthday.

Today is my birthday. My developmentally delayed older brother remembered my birthday and asked me how old I was. I told him 59. He was surprised I was so old. He is 40.

It was a good birthday. Yesterday, I drove to Emory in Atlanta to take a comedy class. I learned the obvious which is sobering. How did I not know this? I've got to make a correction next week. I described what I was writing and realised when I left that I did not clarify that I wasn't a published or paid writer at this time.

Daisy running

That admission can be part of a comedy idea. When I taught school, you would have a high school student who would be resting on the laurels of what they planned to achieve one day. I always felt some sadness with these boasts in knowing how life can throw twists and turns. Add to that the student who spoke this way had a tendency to huge expectations but deliver less than was needed.

Anyway, that would make a good comic character.

One lady in the class offered to allow me to stay at her home to avoid the 2 1/2 hour ride back. Riding in the ratty truck I used to get there, I snickered at how her neighbors in her wealthy neighborhood would react to the limbs scattered in the truck bed.

I swear I will never drive it on the interstate in Atlanta. Riding the curves at 65 miles per hour at night with cars passing and swerving in front, it felt like an unwieldy spaceship. The interstate ride took about 30 harrowing minutes.

Anyway, two comedy sketches popped to mind.

Next week, I'll see how it goes.

I got home about 11:45 and did not suffer too much from my late bedtime today. We did the big grocery shopping. My mother loves to grocery shop. I know what you are thinking. Who loves to shop for groceries? Senior citizens do. As long as my mom is able, we are going. We are perennially overstocked but do not have an ingredient at times.

A little planning would be better than all this stocking we do. When an item is on sale, mom likes to buy in bulk. I don't like grocery shopping or trying to put all the stuff up where there is no room; but, I do love that my mother got another grocery trip in.

So it was a good day.

Fall flowers