Yep, bad news all right. I didn’t want to bore you with details of my recent physical, but part of it was the bloodwork and, well, other fluids. That’s another blog. They said they would call with the results. And they called today.
When I was growing up you went to church on Sunday – Sunday morning, to be precise. You had your choice, though, you could go early, or you could go later. One service started at 7:00 a.m., the other around 10. That was it. There was no Saturday night stuff, and anticipated Mass was an oxymoron to me. You didn’t anticipate Mass, unless you went to confession, then you had […]
Six o’clock in the morning is too early to be doing math. That’s what technology has done for us.
My son was traveling from Oklahoma to South Louisiana to meet me for the holidays. About 200 miles from his destination he phoned to say that his clutch had finally given up the ghost and he was stuck on the side of the road.
I am one lazy human being; I might as well confess that right off. It’s the reason I don’t do a lot of things that I want to do, like posting here daily, or starting that novel, or going back for my masters or filling the sugar bowl that just has a half a teaspoon left inside. I’m just too lazy.