I was waiting for the light to change and when I looked up at the sky, there were a gaggle of birds flying past me. I decided to count them by three's. I like to stimulate my brain while just watching the bumper in front of me. It's a long light.
Cars can go North or south. Make left and right turns. And ..go east and west and one other direction that I don't understand. I counted 11 birds and for some reason, my mind went to ninesys, plus two. I had a flash thought of jacks. Onesy, twosy. I spent
hours playing jacks. It was a great thing to do in the summer when it was too hot to go outside. You sat on the floor and you could play with someone or not. When you got to the higher number, like fivesy, your hand had to sweep up five jacks in one fell swope.
At ninesy, you did a combo of either five in one sweep, and then four. If you were really good you could do nine at a time and then the last one, making 10 jacks. Now, I don't think I could fold myself onto the floor, or if I did, Getting up would be
ugly. And my hands aren't as nimble, so I don't know if I could sweep, catch the ball and sit upright , at the same time. This is a lost art. The light just changed. My turn to go.