Never Underestimate The Power Of People Thinking About You

I have been kind of out of sorts for the last couple of days, no posts.

I had one of those lovely little visits from some tiny little varmint that you can't see, smell or hear that causes one to wake up in the middle of the night with your asshole clenched as tight as the knees on a second chance virgin at an after hour party on Prom night.

Something about trying to describe ones self pissing out of their ass for twelve hours straight leaves something to be desired, so I just shut off the computer for posting.
I think you can understand.

Other than that, life goes on.
There must be another disturbance in the force going on too.
I just spent two hours on a Friday night doing dishes.
That ain't normal for me.
It's all good though.
A younger man I used to work with and has been through the wringer has just bought the used trailer from the neighbors who paid ten grand for the one with the garage in the back. It is not real big but he is glad to have his own place.He is going to be my brand new neighbor, that is way cool.
I am glad he got it and I am going to go through this place and try to hook him up with the extra cook ware and dishes and assorted extras I have.

Win, win.

My oldest friend is in the middle of getting foreclosed on, he needs some serious help.
Ya don't have to be religious for a bit of positive thought to do it's thing.

I pretty much believe that.

Anyway, sorry I was so absent, I just figured I would spare you the details of what was happening with my alimentary canal.

Bonus round, I get to look forward to a phone call at eight thirty tomorrow and get up, go load a broke down fucked up old Ford truck on a trailer, drag it twenty miles and dismantle the fucking thing in one day, all the way to the frame.

Yay.

I can use some of the parts for The Beast.