Sweet Dreams Baby

I lost a beautiful friend recently and went to the Memorial tonight.
Such a sad waste of a beautiful lady. She was absolutely full of life, you could hear her laugh half way around the block when she was having a good time.
I also heard that another friend that has no family is going to get the plug pulled today. That unfortunate decision was thrust upon my boss, who had known the old guy since he was sixteen. I knew the man well, he was my parts driver. What a character. His name was Fred but he he didn't like that, so ya had to call him by his middle name, Rodgers. Not Rodger, Rodgers, think that didn't fuck people up.
He was a collector, the last time I went to see him, he had over forty goddamn machete's laying on the floor and over fifty different bottles of Hot sauce sitting on the counter. He was so good at collecting weird shit, the boss gave him a damn container box to put his shit in. I have no idea what is going to happen to all that shit, maybe a giant garage sale to pay the medical bills.
The lady and I spent a lot of time together at times, she was a bartender in a bar with no customers.
I would go in and order an asshole in a glass, she knew what it was and we would have juke box wars. Lori loved the blues, especially Texas Blues, and we would go back and forth on the juke box. She would get bored and come next door and I would buy her a shot of tequila to keep her busy. Down to earth and tougher than nails, it is hard to imagine she is gone.
We were good friends and she would not even accept a ride to work when she was six blocks away, in the rain.

Sometimes, life and death comes and goes on the same day, the UPS guy isn't that predictable either.

I am greatly saddened today.
Rest in Peace, both of ya. You both deserve it, great friends.

Sleinte.