Blast from the past....

I know, it's been a while but I've been really busy....uh....or somethiing like that.  Actually, I feel as though every drop of creativity has drained out of my brain.  So, let's get caught up.

A week after my last entry I totalled my car.  A young man decided it would be a good idea to drive his pickup truck on fumes until it quit running and then he would just park it on interstate 470 and wait for cars to hit him.  I was third in the line of approaching cars.  Cars number 1 and 2 were able to slam on their brakes, but as many people know, the further back in the line you are the more likely you are to hit the car in front of you, which I did, and then proceeded on to bury the front of my car under his pickup.  Except for a diagonal bruise across my chest, I was unhurt.  I got the ticket which I have been to court for and am now on probation/diversion.  That story is ongoing.

Christmas was uneventful as there were no fights at the in-laws house this year, only a minor skirmish, neither involved firearms.  We attended the get together in Wichita for about 12 hours and returned home.  We will celebrate with my family sometime in the future.  We plan to take down the Christmas decorations on the inside and outside of the house before the first day of Summer.

January was dull and snowy and without sunlight here in the midwest.  My vitamin D levels may be low as I constantly feel like staying in bed until the sun comes out in June.  Then, on the worst weather day of the year,  in February we had a reunion of all the talented people that made up the Long/Pride reign of superior radio in Wichita in the 80's.  Despite the ice storm/blizzard, people from as far away as Georgia, Florida and Nevada attended.  I think this reunion may have brought a new relevance to my life.  That particular period left an indelible mark on my career and my life. 

Now it's the middle of March and we are supposed to be getting up to 15 inches of snow this weekend.  I will be taking invitations for adoption from anyone living in a tropical locale.  I'm not much trouble except for the bitter sarcasm and sketchy past.  I am cuddly and I don't mess up carpet and wouldn't mind living in a closet in case no one else knows I'm there.  Let me know.

That is all...Peters out!!!!!