Mondays Missives

Baby and his headlamp- exploring his world after dark.

• Still thinking about the funerals I've gone to recently and how they affected me and the others who attended. I said something one day like,"Regardless of what's said at a funeral, I think it's important that if the dead person came to life and lie there listening- he should know who they're speaking about (or at least have a good guess)." One of the funerals I've been to that affected me in this way was a guy who was a great guy- he was generous, friendly, hard working and a family man like no other but, he was not the saint the preacher made him out to be and I don't think the preacher did his memory or the feelings of us there any good by making him out to be something he wasn't. I swear people held their breath and tensed up visibly when he would go on about things that everybody there knew better about.




• Coolest album title ever: Blood Sugar Sex Magik by RHCP. Close second: Primus - Sailing the seas of cheese.




• Visited an elderly aunt in the nursing home this weekend- it made her so happy she cried.




• Sometimes, when people get older and facing their end they tend to drag the skeletons out of the closet don't they?




• It seems like yesterday my nephew was a little toddler, today he's a basketball player in his junior high.




• I can still spank that butt in a game of horse though.




• God, my back hurts.




• My knees aren't doing so hot either.




• We also threw a football around.




• My aching elbow.