I continue with the reading of my book. As promised, under the letter “F” the first emotion is fearful. Here is the preface followed by the short story Amazon. Now starting next Monday since I have run out of original music, I will be playing one of the songs from my previously-posted playlist. I haveContinue reading “The Grind”
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Crying
I am a crybaby. I admit it. It’s hard to refute when you are sitting there watching a sad movie and the waterworks begin. Since it is part of me, I’ve never cared to downplay it. I’m not embarrassed by it; it’s just who I am. I used to tell my friends I would kickContinue reading “Crying”
Loyalty
Throughout my life, I have placed a very high premium on loyalty. Maybe even too high a premium. If someone displays loyalty to me, there is absolutely nothing I won’t do for them. In my own case, I do not seek out loyalty, but greatly value it when I receive it. I am loyal toContinue reading “Loyalty”
Tobacco
I don’t get it, never have for that matter. Why smoke tobacco? I totally understand smoking marijuana; it has medicinal properties that I can personally attest to, with no resultant deaths. I understand it is very addicting. It definitely contributed to my own mother’s early death. That point was driven home when one of myContinue reading “Tobacco”
Companionship
You know I woke up with a belated Super Bowl hangover, but not from drinking. I ate a little too much, but overall I was still reeling from the ease with which the Tampa Bay Buccaneers dismantled the budding Kansas City dynasty. I’m glad I did not bet the game as I would have lost.Continue reading “Companionship”
Pain
I have a very high tolerance for pain, as evidenced by the still-full bottles of Oxycodone in my cabinet. I have had a total of 20 surgeries, 6 of which were considered “major.” I do not like pain pills, I don’t like ANY pills. I am sure this stems from my inherent distrust of BigContinue reading “Pain”
Counting Sheep
Insomnia. It happens that every so often I have a little trouble falling asleep, but now that I’m retired, it doesn’t really count. I am not an afternoon napper, so lost sleep from nighttime is just that. Lost. I love my sack time. I can, and have, slept for prodigious lengths of time when needed.Continue reading “Counting Sheep”
Ten People
This is my own convoluted take (what else would you expect?) on Mitch Albom’s The Five People You Meet in Heaven, a book which profoundly affected me and continues to serve as a guide for the way I perceive my past, present, and future. The ten people I am going to list are the tenContinue reading “Ten People”
Smoking Weed
Been doing it for over fifty years now. Contrary to what Osama bin Karen says, my pot smoking is not the cause of all the world’s problems. My lungs are remarkably strong and clear and I have not hocked our future to enjoy the sweet-smelling herb. I took my first “hit” at a concert inContinue reading “Smoking Weed”
