Glad your Mom still has so much get up and go. Watch out, maybe someday she will pull the Winnebago up into your driveway and introduce you to your new step-dad. He could end up being a 30 something boy toy. Only kidding!!!!
Yes I understand the parking thing in NYC. I used to love showing up late nights and weekends downtown and parking on the street.
I have certainly broken more that a few plastic 'doohickey tabs" when trying to separate two pieces that I know come apart somehow. Congrats on looking for assistance FIRST!
Yes many people seem to have an obsession with gambling when it comes to the lottery. It always looks so easy when you can see what everyone has. The GREED factor and the hope that you will be the one to win are all you need.
Did you read the article about the slot machines that are placed in the military base recreation halls overseas? First we pay you a lousy wage, ask you to get you ass (and other parts) shot at, and then while you are trying to unwind, we will take back all the money we pay you. This letter is hitting the damn wall. Later.
I just spent some time talking with Roger and it turns out Frank was sent to general population in Adirondack. The purpose for him agreeing to go into general population was to take the Sex Offender class. There is no class offered where they sent him. They are just fucking with him.
House too warm for you but not warm enough for your wife? Send her up here. They have the heat sent way too high here, but it sounds like she would find it comfortable.
Glad you found the books. You could send another batch when you get the chance. I have stuff to read, but would like to get some new ones anyway. (Okay I am itching for some more fluffy romance stuff. I am really bummed out. The roller coaster of emotions that flowed out of me has taken a toll.) By the way I still did not get your response to the 'Pink' book? Was it the one I mentioned?
I am really losing the damn energy to type and my fingers are not helping. I have stuff to type, including two drafts of posts. But my heart and mind are not in it at all. Going to close up shop for the evening, it is only 7:40 PM but that is the end of today's efforts.
It is now 8:25 PM Sunday and I did get the one post typed and also a letter to Mom and Dad. I now need to cook beans and rice and then take a shower after the count. Need to get cracking.
Damn, the memory on this typewriter is acting up again scrambling the letter as I edit. Have already done six moves to straighten it out.