Strange Days Indeed

Today really doesn't live up to that title, but speaking to a first girlfriend after umbdabumbida years (more than three decades, at least) is a strange experience leading to the long and winding road that reminds me when a long strange trip it's been. Even with the distractions of the living space, Eb, the body ailments acting up again, the unpleasantness of poverty, the long road ahead, the dance with the devil in the pale moonlight, the depressive self-destructive suicidal culture that looms over us like an unwelcome and uncomfortable storm, and moldy cheese (representing everything else), it was a wonderfully pleasant conversation. Happy it happened. Hopefully it'll happen again in less than umbdabumbida years. :)

Meanwhile, it was another fun day at work. The Safety car is in the shop again and the loaner is worse than last time. The County really tries to milk their vehicles to save money. So my vehicle ID is 05232 (new vehicles are well over 10000). The pool loaner) car is 00198. It's a 1999 Ford Taurus and it should be in the shop and will be as soon as they figure out how to turn off my engine light.

I feel a bit more refreshed today, though I could have slept longer than I did last night. You can find more details about the day (and assorted babbling about who knows what) in the extended edition blog, in case you didn't know, in case it matters. Feel free to tell me all the mundane details of your day. If not here, in email, text, or call.

Life is more fun (and interesting) when we communicate, ya know?

Narf :)