Handing all blogging responsibilites over to Bernie. Bernie will also be working closely with Norma Timpkins to bring her books to market.
I will be dealing with physical issues for a couple months.
Saturday, June 18, 2016
Saturday, June 4, 2016
Body Count
Right: three fingers and wrist
Left: one finger and srist
Falling down ain't what it used to be.
Left: one finger and srist
Falling down ain't what it used to be.
Sunday, May 22, 2016
Saturday the 14th
I'm switching to Saturdays. Fridays, after a week of frustration and hate, doesn't work. Not even close to working.
Friday, May 6, 2016
Saturday, April 30, 2016
Mayonnaise All Over Again
Casual conversations about when was the last time you saw your
neighbor rarely end well. No matter how non-judgemental the
police officer's expression, you just know what he's thinking.
I'm not.alone in blame. There are other neighbors, waitresses, family, and even himself. In fact, let me rationalize away the guilt and say it was mostly his fault. He could have made friends, volunteered, or introduced himself, but he didn't. or couldn't.
He waited two weeks for someone to miss him enough to check on him. In the end it was a full mailbox that lead to my conversation with the police. It was from them, after two years of living next to him, that I learned his name.
Again, not really my fault. I just kind of keep to myself after work, don't really talk to anyone, never have my phone on, which doesn't really matter since no one has the number. Nothing I could have done differently would have saved him from his fate.
I'm not.alone in blame. There are other neighbors, waitresses, family, and even himself. In fact, let me rationalize away the guilt and say it was mostly his fault. He could have made friends, volunteered, or introduced himself, but he didn't. or couldn't.
He waited two weeks for someone to miss him enough to check on him. In the end it was a full mailbox that lead to my conversation with the police. It was from them, after two years of living next to him, that I learned his name.
Again, not really my fault. I just kind of keep to myself after work, don't really talk to anyone, never have my phone on, which doesn't really matter since no one has the number. Nothing I could have done differently would have saved him from his fate.
Friday, April 15, 2016
Friday, April 1, 2016
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