"Social connection" is one of the key factors for continued brain-health into old age. The difficulties are that the longer I live, the lower my opinion is of humans and that my friends keep moving away and/or dying.
Nevertheless, Mrs ERJ suggested that we go to a local social event. It was held yesterday evening. By some accounts, it was a success.
Kids were running like maniacs, women were screaming and men were shaking their fists. I really need to work on my parking skills. Not too long ago sidewalks ended at the road with curbs and not gentle ramps that made them look like driveways. Just sayin'.
Inside the event I made Mrs ERJ proud. They served pasta with marinara sauce and I didn't get any of it on my shirt. Nor did I walk around with my fly gaping open.
We will have to do that again but it will probably be after the venue's lawn heals up from the tire tracks I left in the very, very soft ground. People in small towns have very long memories.
Be wary of a man who parks straight every time. He's hiding something.
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