Well now, there is my health profile, not so great but I am still above the grass. Haven’t felt well for some time. Got the little dog (Auggie) who follows me everywhere, climbs under the bed covers at night, is a face licker, and the nurse/Doctor have told me that dogs are not permitted during home dialysis. Arf, arf! Wanna bet?To live is life, to cope is death. gl
author=Gerald Lively link=topic=25300.msg409170#msg409170 date=1325607823What should I write about next?
Yes, I know I have been whining. If I loaded you up with my problem, please forgive.
Then I thought about writing something about our local agriculture industry, pot. And that reminded me of the time NBC was here during a forest fire (Poe Fire) and they interviewed a fellow who said he was ruined, that the fire wiped him out. The reporter asked, “You lost your house?” “No,” the big guy answered, “It burnt my entire marijuana crop and I don’t know how I’m going to pay my bills this year.” Tom Brokaw didn’t use that piece of film. True story. Brokaw said on the Nightly News that the community was made up of “rugged individualists” and just showed a picture of the 300 lb (est) man in his bib-overhauls. No dialogue.