So, I knew an old lady who swallowed a horse. She died, of course.

It has been awhile since I did this posting-blogging thing, and I actually started feeling guilty, and, responsible for all of my worldwide friends out there. IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE? What famous 60's Pink Floyd-type group made that a very popular lyric in one of their songs? Fifty bucks to the first one to answer that.....

What have I've been doing? Working. Substitute Para Educator in our local school district. I work with special needs students, and, they are special. My life has changed because of them. I work in a drug & alcohol treatment center.....I work with addicts...for alcohol dependency, meth users, heroine users, oxycontin users, men and women, young and old. This is a fabulous job....helping others. My life has changed because of them. I still have my flooring business....started that adventure in 1979.....about 4 years ago I decided to slow it down so I could pursue other adventures, so I gave up all of my commercial accounts, and I have been concentrating on just residential customers. Not to pick on commercial customers, but the atmosphere has changed due to our crazy economy, and they're not much fun to do business with any more......I get a 'thanks' from my residential customers, and not so much from the commercial peoples....Hey, they have things on their mind and I understand that. By staying away from those jobs, I have time to pursue things that I want to do. Like being a better husband. Like being a better dad. Like being a better friend. Like appreciating life alot more. And doing Gods will everyday, and every moment of my life.

Oh, am I blessed guy! You betcha Chester. Who's Chester? He is the brother of Mary Alice.

And.........My wife and I have some rental properties that I take care of. I get to climb on roofs, clean gutters, paint stuff, power warsh stuff, weed wack weeds (you're right, I don't pull' em) and if those darn weeds come back, I go to Home Depot and buy the most powerful weed and vegetation killer known to man and womankind, and I just spray the crap out of those little dandelions. I actually hear those dandelions scream when they get the spray. Not really. Just kidding. My favorite part of being a landlord is doing electrical stuff. The only thing I do when it comes to electrical is changing light bulbs. Anything beyond that I call in the big boys....you know, the electrical contractors that actually know what they are doing.

Grandparents. No, not mine. They're dead. Have been for a long time. Me and my wife. We are grandparents to the best little guys in the world. "Honey, what are their names again?" Oh yea. Lulu and Levi. Best darn family job there is on this earth. They smile no matter what, and cry at times that us adults don't understand. Oh well, I love them dearly. I can't wait to beat up my grand daughters first boyfriend. Just kidding. I just want to make him nervous all the time. I will escort them on their first 10 dates, or until my daughter calls me off....even then, I'll still follow them. I just wont tell her. Plus, I imagine that my son-in-law will be in the car with me. That will be fun. We'll have a good evening, topped off with ice cream. Wow.

I sold my little BMW to my next door neighbor for $500. Blue book said it was worth $1500.

So, my neighbor got a great car for a great price. Drivers side door was ready to fall off though. Broken hinge pin. Needed a good, creative welder. Yes, my neighbor knew....took it anyway.

He evidently found that welder.

I haven't been chased by any grizzly bears lately in my dreams. Had those scary dreams alot after I came home from Alaska in the mid 70's. I actually went Grizzly bear hunting down paths that only the bears made.....tall, tall grass out in the Aleutians Islands....I did the 'Deadliest Catch" job back then. Very hard job. Very dangerous job. Very lucrative job if you were on the right boat.....and I was. Very good skipper and very safe. My claim to fame was that I could light a match, and keep it lit, to help my deck mates smoke their cigarettes.....in 120 mile an hour gale! More like a hurricane I think. Yikes. Oh the stories I have. That will be another post...

Until we meet again..your posting pal. Tom G.