Thursday, July 27, 2017
She had been putting up the good fight for awhile, but last night, she finally lost her battle.
I've lost more friends & family to Cancer, than anything else. We can put a man on the moon, but we still haven't been able to eliminate this terrible disease overall. There have been many success stories. I know people who have beat it. I had a tumor removed in 1999 that turned out to be benign, but it could have went the other way. (they still had to slice open my face behind my right ear, to get to it) I still haven't regained all my facial sensation. If I would get in a hurry when I was shaving, I would cut myself pretty badly because I didn't feel the razor. But I'm almost a 100% now.
I had one friend who had what the doctor's called the most curable Cancer, yet, everything that they normally would do to get rid of it in him, just caused it to become more aggressive & after two major painful surgeries, he wound up losing his fight. The doctor's couldn't understand it & couldn't do anything to stop it.
I had another friend, who was just about ready to retire & when he went to the doctor, they told him he had two months to live. They did what they could, but almost to the day, two months later, he passed away.
I don't have the answer.
All I know is we need to spend every day, enjoying the gift of life. Trying to love each other, instead of disagreeing over what really boils down to petty things. I liked Susan. She never said a bad thing to me in all the time I knew her...That I can remember (and with the way I can piss people off, that should say a lot about the character of the woman)
R.I.P. my friend.
Wednesday, July 26, 2017
Well of course it isn't.
I know people who never worked hard to get anything they have. It was handed to them. Now, that isn't necessarily a bad thing (especially for them) but when they come across as being better than you & offer advice about shit they never had to experience... Well, it tends to make those of us born without a silver spoon in the mouth (more like a plastic spork) more hesitant to like them. As a matter of fact... people in the lucky sperm club who have the audacity to state that you hate them because they are successful, really tick me off. Because that isn't the case. They are usually hated because they are simply dicks. I don't reserve the right to cast aspersions towards people simply because they have money. I know plenty of poor people who are dicks as well.
See, some people forget where they come from & others never forget where they come from. It can be a double sided razor blade.
Hey, I ain't rich, but I'm not sure if this guy thinks I'm a dick...But I could certainly understand if he did...But I can't help myself....
Same as it ever was.......
Monday, July 24, 2017
I got a lot of shit done today. From changing the oil in the truck, to cutting the grass. This old dog was moving in one direction...get it all done & have a cold one.
I even gave a dude a ride (which I don't usually do) but he needed a helping hand. (even though he stunk my truck up with diesel)
Pop did his ass cam & it looks like he came out OK. The nurses couldn't believe for an old fat man, that he isn't & hasn't been taking any drugs at his age for anything. His blood pressure was cool & all the tests were passing. They found two polyps that they cut, but the doctor says they looked fine. He will know in seven days.
So we drank some cold ones later in the day, as the sun went down. He was pissed that the highway was shut down, as they shot the shit out of some asshole who car jacked someone, on his way to kill a family member. Hey, I get it...They just played around in the area where no man needs to be in the first place & then, you can't get home. Besides, he was a passenger of my Mother's driving.
I'm guessing that if he had anything left in his colon, he would have been shitting himself.
Just two old dogs, drinking a cold beer & watching a couple of deer cross the property. Hey, I'll miss some Mondays, some day....
Sunday, July 23, 2017
Isn't it strange, that after a really hot ass day, the next one at only 100, seems so much cooler?
Pop had to start a liquid diet today & he was drinking the required laxative smoothie, before he goes & gets the camera shoved up the old rectum tomorrow. I went & picked up KFC (because Mom was hinting she wanted some) & went over & ate with her, before he came home. Hey, he is on the liquid diet, not her (that was her philosophy)
He was eating jello & running to the shitter when I left. If he cheats, It isn't my fault. I did the liquid routine as well (except mine were cold brews)
On the way home, I was thinking how nice it might be to have a big old set of titties in my face... Then, when I got home, I popped another cold one & said...self, you ain't buzzed enough. See, when I have a few cold ones, I start thinking about stupid things. Then, later, as I reach my philosophical plateau, I realize that...an altered state of reality will cause one to think about doing things without thinking about the consequences....
Like... she gets all of my shit!!!!
Don't sit there & condemn me.... Pop goes a cold one;~)
Oh, by the way, when I got over to the parents house, it appears that probably a Possum got in the bucket & ate the dead Copperhead. Circle of life & shit;~)
Friday, July 21, 2017
It is illegal to kill snakes in Missouri...But that didn't stop someone, (who shall remain anonymous) from doing so to this Copperhead that was in a place it shouldn't have been. No, it wasn't me.
Many years ago, when I was about four or five, I was in the garden with my Mother. This was over at my Grandparents house. They always had a huge garden. She was picking things for dinner & I was standing behind her.
As she was busy, a very large Copperhead began to wrap itself around my legs. I just stood there watching it, when my Mom turned around & freaked out & started screaming bloody murder.
My Dad & Uncle Frank & Grand pa, came running out of the house to see who was murdering her.
Somehow, they got the snake off of me & I believe they killed it with a hoe. Then they rushed me to the hospital, thinking it had bit me. My memory of the episode is that I remained calm & couldn't understand why everyone was so freaked out.
I was embarrassed as hell as they made me get naked & sit on a gurney as they looked all over my body to make sure I had not been bitten.
If you really care...Don't touch me there;~)
When you have sweat running down your face into your eyes, while you are working on something (even in an area that is air conditioned) It can be trying to be pleasant to someone who is bitching about something that is out of your control. Then, the sweat rolls down the crack of your ass as you are listening to this idiot complain &....
Well, I kind of enjoy that sensation, so I just smile & make them think I am sympathizing with their plight.
I mean, it's Summer in Missouri people. If I had a nickle for everyone who whined to me yesterday about the heat, I could eat lunch at Lions Choice for free.
Good God Ya'lllllll.
Thursday, July 20, 2017
Example: When someone who you were nothing but nice to, treated you like crap & tried to get you fired. Then quit & many months later, asks you if you would friend them on facebook.
Or an ex, who you did everything for & dragged you through a Hell hole divorce...Decides that she made a mistake & wants another chance....
Or when someone tells me that God doesn't exist or the Earth is flat. Or that St. Louis is a safe place to live...The list goes on & thank God I don't have false teeth, because I would certainly choke to death on them.
Not a day goes by, where I don't in my mind, choke myself, because of the bullshit some folks try to peddle to you. Do it again, I'll stab you in the face with a soldering iron...
Lighten up Francis. Quit causing me to mentally choke myself;~)