
I found myself procrastinating, not exactly sure on what I should be concentrating.
Then I found was I hesitating when I was listening to a newsman communicating
About the Federal government allocating a lot of money for a military base relocating.
Now I'm contemplating .... because there on the screen was a news anchor discussing a NAVEL base.
I was in the Navy during the so-called Vietnam Era, and I know how sailors think. Given the choice of going down with their ship at sea or going down on a navel, seaman will choose the latter.
The story was repeated a little later and there on the screen was the same spelling blunder. Apparently no one associated with the newscast had caught the error. Then there was a thought that possibly no one knew it was an error!

belly buttons, innies and outies, belly button lint, navel piercings, hairy navels, fuzzy navels, navel oranges, et cetera.
I could be contemplating things like: "What if the Hokey Pokey really is what it's all about? ...And if it's not, then what is?"
There are more important things for me to contemplate like: Why did I make my anniversary the PIN number for my ATM card? I can never remember it!
Did the person who first thought wedding vows should be confirmed with "I Do," realize that after so many years of marriage, "you don't?"

Here is a woman who must spend a lot of time contemplating her navel! To enlarge the picture (if you dare) click on it. If you lost your lunch, don't blame me. You were warned.
I could probably contemplate a few more things ... but frankly, I haven't the stomach for it and you'd prbably have trouble digesting it.
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That could be a new diet. Tape the photo of that fat broad on your fridge. You'll never go near it again.
-Caveman
I enlarged the picture and I'm pretty sorry I did. I may not eat tomorrow. Maybe I'll contemplate Naval guys instead.:-)
Well Me be pretty certain that she's not Eve!
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