Not random notes because they're all by me

I was talking with some relatives the other day (just mentioning it because that's kind of unusual for me) and our generation's need for reading glasses came up. We were noting how much we preferred dealing with things that we could read without the glasses. I had been in a hotel the previous night and was taking a shower, during which I reached for the toiletries (I guess that's what they're called- my first thought was condiments, but I don't think that's right) and realized I couldn't read the labels. There were 4 bottles, once of which was bound to be shampoo, but which one? Putting conditioner or body wash or even mouthwash on by mistake wouldn't have been disastrous, but skin moisturizer would have been annoying to have to wash out and would smell for hours. I went for the orangey one, which turned out to be correct, but can us boomers have some larger type, please?

As usual, I've been riding my bike around a lot. One of the things I like is that I go on roads where I'd never be otherwise, either to make up new routes or to avoid traffic, bad pavement, and other dangers and annoyances. So today I took Ardmore Avenue across Haverford Rd. and immediately saw a road called Golfview Drive to the left. I turned in immediately, because aside from liking he punny name, I thought it would be pleasant to view some golf. I know there's a course there. I think they may have had some kind of golf contest or whatever they call it earlier this year. Anyway, I'm not a golf fan, but thought it would be a pleasant thing to view.

What a disappointment! I can tell you that there is no place riding along Golfview Drive were you can view golf. What you can view is a bunch of house that can view golf from their backyards, but even that was only one side of the street. I felt gypped, but there's nothing I can do except warn future generations about making the same mistake. I must note that it was a very pleasant road to ride on and view things other than golf.

On the same ride, I was riding along next to a stream when I started to see detour signs for Manoa Rd. I was planning to travel on Manoa Rd., so I noticed. I made my usual turns and realized I was on a very unusual detour, because the detour is Manoa Rd. I've never seen a road be its own detour before. I wonder how they came on that. I took my usual route and the detour both and went on my merry way.