Nuttin' Honey

Spent the day getting rid of old dishes; bought new ones. Pretty boring life. Judi Cherwak came by today. She was a student when she was a freshman and her daughter starts college this year. It's funny how you have 200 students a year, for 44 years and one remains your friend. Our lives intertwine every couple of years and it's always good to see her. I've watched her daughter over the years and I feel like I know her as well as anybody.
She used to babysit our children.
Speaking of children: My son is keeping us in the dark about a potential new job. We are supposed to hear about it on Tuesday: can't wait. Our daughter has brought a animal shelter dog into a House "owned" by a cat for years. Waiting to see what happens when the fur settles.

A Day at the Races

The first good thing about today is that I survived the cardiac stress test. I say "survived" because there was a point, late into the treadmill potion when I considered the alternative. I've been sedate for years and this was like going from 0 to 60. I also broke up "stuff" in my lungs , I guess, because I haven't huff and puffed so hard in years.
I won't know the official results until the 30th, but as long as I don't get a call before then to meet Dr. C at the emergency room, I guess I'll be OK.
After I got home, I found several bumps under my shirt. After a little digging, I discovered all the electrical leads still attached. I guess the reason they don't remove them is to avoid all the crying from ripping of those patches.
I got the bill for the telephone pole today: LG &E wants $3400 and change.
Off the "Singing in the Rain" tomorrow: a gift from Jo in Arizona. Look forwards to it.

i was driving past Valley High School this afternoon and I started to thinking about old friends from high school. Dennis O'Nan came to mind. Once, at a party at his house, minus his parent, we were 5 guys and three girls and at some time during the evening the other three guys took off with all the women and left Tony McAdam and me all alone. Too many frustrated hormones and too many beers and we decided to move Dennis' car....sideways.....in his garage. Using a floor jack, and moving the car a little at a time, we moved it until it sat sideways in the garage. It seemed really funny at the time. [see the previous part about too many beers]. When Dennis came home, we hid in the bushes down the street. Middle of the night, we were on our bellies trying not to snicker and Dennis was walking up and down the street, describing in great detail, what he would do when he caught us. It took several weeks for Dennis to calm down and we never talked of it again until 40 years later, sitting on a beach in Hawaii. I found out then that Dennis had been regularly going out at lunch in high school and stealing my car, driving his friends to lunch, and returning leaving everything as it was. So, it was a moot point about who was getting revenge on whom. Dennis is somewhere in Alabama and I haven't seen him for years. Dennis is a true friend. We ran together in high school and then he went into the Navy and I went to school. He came back to get married and start a family and we got together again for a few years. He moved to Harrodsburg and we lost contact. 30 years later, we meet again. We travelled some; gambled some, and then drifted apart again. I say he is a true friend because, if he walked in today, we would joke about how fat, and old we had become, then we would be comfortable together as if we had been next door neighbors for 50 years. As it is, we have just been friends for 54 years. Some of the best friends are some i made in high school and it is a shame I have not been able to keep them close to me.

O happy Day! My car is back. Even though it was 87, we put the top down and took the long way every where we needed to go. The gaps on the fenders; the paint; all the mechanical goodies [with the exception of the outside temp. Gage] works fine.

I'm busy all this week with the grand finale of a stress test on Thursday and Friday. Keep your fingers crossed!

Alone vs. lonely

I was alone today. After taking my sweet time eating breakfast and taking meds, I went across the river. Zu drove to Nicholasville for her oldest sister's 77th birthday. I say I was alone, but that shifted into lonely when I turned to suggest we go get something to eat and the Lady next to me wasn't who i thought she was. I've heard it said "you missed the rock in your shoe", well, I missed the shoe. 6000 People and I still looked for her. Gotta' get out more!
Going to see my siblings later [plus various daughters and nieces]: always look forward to that each month. More important now that Zu lost a sister. One probably won't come [too many bass left to kill] and another won't make it as she is recovering from yet another operation.
All of my dissertations are wrapping up. I have one Turk; two female Taiwanese; and one male Taiwanese. When they are finished, I don't know that I will take on another.
I can see the dawn light through the patio blinds; I guess the day is about to begin. I used to say, "They[the days] are all good", now I'm beginning to believe it.
50 days and still no car. I don't want to tell you what to do, but Swope Collison may not be my first choice in the future.

Date Day

Wednesday is "Date Day".. Paul and Susan go to a senior citizen discounted movie and we have lunch after. No movies this week so we just went to lunch. Lots of good BBQ and discussions about kids, parents, families, and gambling. Paul and I talked about cars and bored the girls to death. It's nice to just have time to do whatever.
Still no car. I'm going to give them another two or three days and then I'm going to start talking about people's mothers.

handguns in Turkey

Page 2, as Harvey used to say: Today, there was a big article on gun permits. I asked the Turks about the policy on carry at home. No carry, but if you want a hand gun for home protection, you have to go to a doctor to determine if you are crazy. Crazy: no gun. Then, to keep your gun, you have to go back every 5 years for the doctor to see if you've gone crazy in the meantime. Why not use that policy here? Only with politicans!! Maybe school teachers???