100 Words- May 12, 2015

It’s Karaoke night here, at the home. The activity takes place in the first floor activity room, a few feet outside my door. For an hour, every resident who can’t sing, will. Again, as I have each time I hear the noise, I will contemplate on the philosophical question, “Why do people who can’t sing, insist on doing so. I wasn’t fond of Michael Jackson; I am less fond of off-key, off the rhythm, imitators.

Have I said this here, before?  One of the great annoyances of being with older people is having to listen to the same old stories.

 

 

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About elrondsilvermaul

I never know what to say about myself. I let what I write try to speak as to who I am. I can only add, here, that I am 72, live in a nursing home, am twenty years a cancer survivor, and identify as a gay male. I intend to use this blog as storage for poems? written over the long years (and still being written). This does not preclude other uses.
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