My other pals son is not so good. He suffers from a psychotic condition ( he hears voices) and decided that by over dosing on his anti-psychotic meds and drinking oodles of hard whiskey they would go away. The only thing that went away was his heart beat, and that for 10 minutes . He is in ICU right now and it doesn't look good.
Me, I volunteered to clean up my neighbors garbage bag that rocky raccoon had gotten into. what a nice person I am.
well, rocky must have gotten pissed at me, because last night he crossed the street and got into my garbage bag. Thing is, her's was full of chicken and mine was just piazza??????
oh well. my buddy who I miss a lot, will be down here over the weekend. he's about the last good, great friend I have from my brothers days.
I do miss them.