Just now 1836 on 03/13/2018 I thought of it being Friday and sorta looked forward to 2 days off... it is Tuesday. My brain lied to me to make me feel better.

On the bright side- when the weekend does get here it will be 3 days.

On the downside- every day I work there is like taking a sip of poison.

Thursday's Thoughts

• I have listened to Depeche Mode for at least 35 years.
• There used to be a girl who commented here some and whose blog I read often. She talked about her cat and posted music by Muse. I wonder what happened to her. I never see her posts whenever I go back to the olden days and look through old comments.
• When I was a kid in Decatur we used to camp out in Dr. Cocanhaur's hay barn. We never tore up or stole anything- we just built forts and had a good time. Once a guy came up and looked around and tried to call us out after somebody apparently snitched. We took our chances and lay low until he left.
• Recently I stumbled across an online archived newspaper blurb from the 1970s. It mentioned a reunion for my family and named the people who came from out of town.
• Without a lot of work my truck is getting ready to let me down hard I think. It is about done.
• A weird after effect of all the time I spent in the desert and then the Texas outdoors is I still sweat like mad at the slightest provocation.
• Occasionally there's a big deal made about how back in the day Jessica Walter and Martha Stewart were surprisingly hot. 
• I've got news for you- they're both still hot.
• Sicario is a very good action movie.
• An Army buddy wasn' so sure the Tolkien universe was not real due to its complexity. He could recite passages out of those books. He slept in the bunk above mine. He told me the story of The Hobbit as we were laying down going to sleep at night. It did not happen every night but yeah several nights he told me those stories.
• Interesting side note to that is when I looked him up once one of the first pics I saw on whatever platform he had posted it to was of me in my bunk wrapped in a camo poncho liner.

I'm not sure if his wings were too dried out to be of any use or not. I put him on a tree trunk. He shot up it like a rocket. Godspeed cicada-dude

I did not know who Miss Kay is

but apparently- she knows best.

Monday's Missives

• Two people have died searching for Forrest Fenns treasure. 
• I do not believe there is a treasure to be found. He just strikes me as the type who would find a hoax like that hilarious.
• Interestingly, since I wrote the above posts I have engaged in conversations about that subject. When I heard myself talk about the supposed treasure being a hoax- I was even more convinced of its hoaxiness. 
• Few things are better that a thunderstorm.
• Well OK- there are a lot of things better than thunderstorms but they are nice.
  
• I really like Robert Johnson by the Immortal Lee County Killers.

 

I dig this guy the most. He goes around in his community after and sometimes during storms to unblock drains and culverts Etc.

Wednesday's Digressions

• There is a thing I am about to tell you that if you knew me in real life you simply would not believe to be true. This is so true, it would cause you to doubt everything you thought about not only me but the world in general: I have never seen the movie Taxi Driver. It is true. I have only seen some very short clips and those almost always in connection with another TV show or something. I don't believe I've intentionally even watched an extended clip on YouTube or anything.
• Also, although as I understand it, I actually lived a version of it- I've never also never read the book Lord of the Flies.
• Until I see a picture of him again- I always misremember who Peter Ustinov was.
• I know what the saying, Aim small- miss small means. I absolutely get it but it also kind of doesn't make any sense to me.
• Although in the past I never really snored unless super tired or my allergies are acting up I've recently become inundated with ads for products and services that will help you stop snoring. I just presume that I've started snoring and my phone hears it in the night.
• Maybe it is my FBI guy who monitors my phone is watching out for me though.
• Yesterday I witnessed a co worker pose herself as a physical threat to another co-worker.
• Happens every day in the workplace I suppose but I'm a nurse in a medical clinic- not a janitor in the local MMA training gym.
• A well known politician comes so close to speaking in word salad that I have trouble following what she is saying and understanding her. I don't know if we should blame drugs, mental illness or the Internet.
• I kid- a little but yes, my first thought was she sounded like a reasonably high functioning post closed head injury patient.
• The girl in my donut place correctly put my order in by my first name after only hearing my name once- weeks ago. Honestly, it may have been 6 weeks since she heard the sweet sweet sound of my name.

There is a lot going on there.

Name the location. You might win a million dollars.

Epic nastiness. It was a greasy, crumbly, nasty tasting mess.