When I was coming out of the bank this morning, I passed a older, little woman in hat and purse, tell a scruffy but clear-headed quite larger man, "It's a beautiful sunny day, isn't it!"
He said, "Yeah, it's not bad..."
"'It's not bad'? You're here. You're alive."
"It's supposed to rain later, though."
"But it isn't raining now...!"
How I am surviving a heart attack and quadruple bypass, and maybe even surviving life...
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Saturday, October 6, 2007
What the FUCK was I not thinking...??!!
It just struck me...
When I was in my late 20s and early 30s, I lived for 4 years in an apartment on Elmwood Avenue, the hip "strip" here, then and still.
My apartment was three doors down from a bar. I never went into the bar...
And not once did it ever even cross my frigging mind to hit the bar at 1:00 am, chat up a drunk girl, and invite her up to "crash"...
What the FUCK??!! Who was that pre-surgery dweeb??
When I was in my late 20s and early 30s, I lived for 4 years in an apartment on Elmwood Avenue, the hip "strip" here, then and still.
My apartment was three doors down from a bar. I never went into the bar...
And not once did it ever even cross my frigging mind to hit the bar at 1:00 am, chat up a drunk girl, and invite her up to "crash"...
What the FUCK??!! Who was that pre-surgery dweeb??
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