Wednesday's Digressions

One of the walking sticks I always find around the house close to winter time.





• It's cool the dog always like to lie at my feet when I'm on the computer- except when he's all farty, and gassy and bloaty.






• It must be the real milk his assistant put in his Frappucino Latte'






• This morning he was over at the new neighbors house talking to the guys installing the electricals. I whistled for him and when he couldn't figure out where it was coming from I called out in a loud voice,"Hey, dummy!" causing the rather big, mean looking worker who was rolling up wire to look up at me with his best,"You talking to me ?" look.






• Which some how came across in a Bronx accent.






• Recently opened the outside door to a patients bedrooom to allow some fresh air in and as I opened the French door I leaned out to see what the night air felt like. As I did I fell into space and began an easily 5 feet decent to the ground. What was I thinking on the way down? Was it,"Oh man, this is going to hurt!" or"You idiot!" or even,"Why are you still holding one of the slats to their vertical blinds?" No, it was ,"Oh, so this is where the patient never got around to putting the deck he'd always wanted."





• I landed nearly face first only more or less- kinda sorta only breaking my fall with my outstretched right hand.





• The weirdest thing? The family never knew it happened. I crawled back in and sat down and minded my own business and worried less about fresh air than I ever have in my life for the rest of the night.