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My Spectacular Entry

As in this year when I entered the world of those that wear them - Spectacles that is.  I it appeared could not read the very thing that I need to read at this age - strength of the IBU PROFEN printed in 4 font on the pill bottle of the pill I was about to swallow.  Minus this confirmation I might only Spew Profanity then.

Now this is an unusual situation see - figuratively speaking.  I never had to consume anything of import from any pill bottle until now, certainly not reading material, but with the onset of age related faculty malfunctions there is a likelihood to seek out what the chemists in the world have been making a living out of.

Therefore the alternative reading and the glasses to do so.  I nasty quirk of these I also immediately discovered was that they fog.  The glasses (or in my case it is actually a very hard type of transparent plastic).  Esp when I am consuming a hot beverage that sort of tends to go well with my idea of reading.  Well I now need wiper blades installed on mine otherwise this is not going to work.  Quick Silicon Valley  - here is a unicorn waiting to bolt.

Another nuance is that now I need to know where I last left them.  With available foresight (that did not require glasses) I did order several pair but they, as I learned quickly, like ball pens tend to disappear when you need them most.  Did I leave them by the porcelain throne as I was engrossed in finding out what types of cholesterol are now actually good for me according to Time magazine or was it in the car as I was trying to check the location of which restaurant to not go on my Google Map?

So now we need to install a whistle back feature on them so I can whistle and get an echo back to let me know which book they are sitting under.  Another unicorn.

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