Early morning.


Breakfast club.

Scheduled, 830am.

Rushed to the scene.

Had 5 minutes to shop at the C. Barrel Gift shop before b. fast.

Found a chicken butt vest.


Don’t ask.

Bought it..

Should I wear it on Monday?

Fast forward to the supermarket.

Where is everyone?

Hey, this is the store that died, when the mega store emerged.

3 checkers

How sad. Will this store be here tomorrow?

Moved on to the liquor store.

Where is everyone?

Not again.

Prediction: Not gonna  make it.


So, drove to the local pub.

Make mine a double.



A double.

And another…. and one more.

Moving along the old highway, one more stop.

Make it one for my baby, one more for the road.

And don’t forget the chicken wings and onion rings.

Oh no!

14 bags to carry up.

Hey!  I am old.

One at a time, you goofs.

Let us get one thing clear.

It is Saturday.

And I am an idiot.

And if you don’t like it, so what?

It’s my life.

In the words of Francis Sinatra, “I did it my way.”

Yeah, well, did he have the “it” factor?

And do you?

I believe we all do.

So never give up.

I will see you tomorrow, all those who have the balls to continue.

Life:  How very differently we interpret our station in life.

My thought:  If you are alive today, regardless of your situation, give thanks for another day on this planet.

Make the most of it.

See you all tomorrow.

I will be looking for you.






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