Walking Home
Well, I just got home from another Thursday night adventure at BB's. It was good to see everyone. My old buddy Graham Willis dropped by. When I say OLD BUDDY, I really mean it. I've known him since he was 3 or so. It was a real trip. He's down for the field trip next friday to Stone Brewery; that trip is still up in the air due to my unexpected plane plans.
At this point my uncle had spinal fluid running through his nose (which is obviously not good). Last I heard he was being transferred to Loyola in Chicago. I just pray that things go well. I truly love my uncle to death. At the same time if things are going bad, I know that he's one of the most stubborn people I know and will fight to the very end.
Leslie (his wife) called and filled mom in on the info when we were getting dinner. She is supposed to let us know what the rules are going to be for visitation. If for no other reason, I will go to support Leslie and my mom with my uncle's condition. I just hope that the condition I see him in isn't how I last see him. He is both family and friend. He took me to "New Comiskey Park" when it opened (back during a short time when I liked the Sox more than the Cubs). We play Risk games until the wee hours of the morning. He also has an impecable taste in music.
I thought I found my center; the truth is I'm still looking for it. The only plus is at this point I know what I'm going to paint. Kevin met a nice woman today and I'm happy for him. If anyone deserves to have that kind of a grounding in his life, it's him.
I picked up my plates for the Civic today.... The liscense plates have my initials monogramed on them; you know, the way rich people do it (last initial in the middle). I found that partly amusing.
I also talked to my friend Sydney today. She is doing well and while she hopes to see me soon, she doesn't want to see me due to the reason I'll be heading out there. It'll be an interesting trip; the first time I get to meet her man. She seems to be doing well.
One last random thought: I can't be someone's knight in shining armor if they already have other people that think they are.
It's past two, walked home from the bar, played poker, had a nice quiet uneventful night and it's time to rest.
At this point my uncle had spinal fluid running through his nose (which is obviously not good). Last I heard he was being transferred to Loyola in Chicago. I just pray that things go well. I truly love my uncle to death. At the same time if things are going bad, I know that he's one of the most stubborn people I know and will fight to the very end.
Leslie (his wife) called and filled mom in on the info when we were getting dinner. She is supposed to let us know what the rules are going to be for visitation. If for no other reason, I will go to support Leslie and my mom with my uncle's condition. I just hope that the condition I see him in isn't how I last see him. He is both family and friend. He took me to "New Comiskey Park" when it opened (back during a short time when I liked the Sox more than the Cubs). We play Risk games until the wee hours of the morning. He also has an impecable taste in music.
I thought I found my center; the truth is I'm still looking for it. The only plus is at this point I know what I'm going to paint. Kevin met a nice woman today and I'm happy for him. If anyone deserves to have that kind of a grounding in his life, it's him.
I picked up my plates for the Civic today.... The liscense plates have my initials monogramed on them; you know, the way rich people do it (last initial in the middle). I found that partly amusing.
I also talked to my friend Sydney today. She is doing well and while she hopes to see me soon, she doesn't want to see me due to the reason I'll be heading out there. It'll be an interesting trip; the first time I get to meet her man. She seems to be doing well.
One last random thought: I can't be someone's knight in shining armor if they already have other people that think they are.
It's past two, walked home from the bar, played poker, had a nice quiet uneventful night and it's time to rest.
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