Went to bookclub Saturday, but it's becoming more and more difficult to get around. The house was on a hill, going in was downhill, it wasn't bad, but getting back uphill to my car when going home was tough. Had a similar problem going to the Parkinsons lecture the other day, too. I have to go back to rheumatologist, maybe he can figure it out.

The ladies are always talking about their grandkids and how bright and precocious they are. Best laugh of the day: the 3-year-old grandson of one of the ladies was being taken somewhere by his aunt, who had just started to strap him into his carseat. Then she remembered he might want to go to the bathroom before they started their journey. "Do you have to go pee-pee?" she asked him. "Just a minute," he said, and looked down in his lap. "Penis, do you have to go pee-pee?" Then he looked at his aunt and said, "Penis says no, we're good to go."