Listening to the talk of old guys at the gym can be pretty interesting. I've already gotten tips for retirement based on lessons learned (of course it will probably be different for me in the 25+ years before I retire). There's always talk about the next trip to Vegas and quite a few talks about colonoscopies. Then there's the talk about funerals and burials, like today's conversation which began with a talk on eye glasses.
"I'm going to go to Veteran's cemetery" said one man.
"Oh yeah, I'm going to Hawaiian Memorial."
"Why you like go over there. FAR!"
"I don't know."
"I going Veteran's Memorial."
"Oh so you going to right of me?"
"I no like get driven out there! I like get cremated on just thrown in the cement block! No trouble! Punch Bowl brah!"
He stopped to think then. "Or maybe Waikiki. Yeah, Waikiki, that way I can float around," he sad as he made gestures. "I can go travel you know. Maybe float to Japan, Alaska, Washington, maybe down San Diego. Yeah no fuss. Easy. Just dump me in the water."
I couldn't help it. He seemed to be one of those lecherous old men. "Or maybe you just stay in Waiks and you caress all the wahine in the water."
He stopped and looked at me and cracked up laughing. "There you! That's what I going do" he said with a glimmer in his eye.
