Afternoon Pops and friends. Kick in brain. Come on, say something so I can type. LEFTOR RIGHT HEMISPHERE! (Use of middle names means business and it normally thinks it's right.) Last night I had a dream that I was at a Hollywood party. Someone leaned over and said "You can tell how successful they are by the celebrities that come to their parties". I saw an unknown Muppet. I have an electric toothbrush that seems to go on forever. I try to distract myself so it can do it's job, but after a couple of minutes I want it out of my mouth. I had another dream in which my phone chimed and showed me varying alerts. It showed
Toothbrush - 5 Minutes to which I shouted "I KNEW IT!". This concludes my therapist confessions.
Get a grip, Leon! Or several in your case. Be safe while traveling, ABQ. The inmates will do what we can to keep the place running in your absence. I like your humor,
@ColoCowboy.
It's 38 outside but I'm not putting on my shorts just yet. Sorry to hear about the counsellor, Jan. I worked with a man that was a wonderful story teller. He could turn simple stories about his wife's dog Reba into epic comedies. I couldn't wait to hear what Reba had done over the weekend. His wife got sick so he quit to take care of her. When died and he started going out drinking. One night he'd been drinking and then drove into the path of an oncoming car. The other driver was an elderly Walmart greeter coming home after work. They were both killed. I knew him as so much more than the drunk driver that killed an innocent person. It didn't excuse what happened, but a wonderful man left life with a terrible stain on his reputation. The tragedy cannot be erased regardless of memories.
I found out yesterday that a long time friend of mine died and was buried over the weekend. I'm still processing this and in some quality self preserving denial. Bah humbug on Mondays.