Monthly Archives: March 2019
That my sister is much better, thank you. She was in ICU for eight days, and now she is in rehab. I’ll be going home on Saturday. I’m sorry for not being able to be my usual charming self for … Continue reading
Cannonball wine in a Coke glass That glass on the left is what’s left of my V&T. Lemon courtesy of my sister’s lemon tree. Best lemons I ever squeezed into a V&T.
My sister is still in the hospital. I’m sorry that I don’t have more to post. Sid becomes a golf pro. This is from 2014…
I’m here just outside of New Orleans taking care of my sister. She’s still in the hospital, and I’m staying at her house and making dinner for myself. What do you eat when you come to New Orleans? You eat … Continue reading
Actually, my sister lives on the other side of the Mississippi River near the Huey Long Bridge, although just now she’s in the hospital recuperating from some surgery. Check out the notice in the hospital restroom: OK. No Problem.
My sister is ill in New Orleans. I’m flying there today, and I’m not sure how long I’ll be gone. My posts may be irregular for a while. Sorry.
First, Look at what Lisa B. sent me from Canada. Mado’s hot sauce. That’s because I mentioned Marie Sharp’s hot sauce made in Belize. Thanks so much, Lisa. Can’t wait to try it. Next, Mark S. turned me on to … Continue reading
I’m tired. More Spencer in school. By the way. I was a good little kid. I think I mentioned before that the only problem that I had in elementary school was that fourth grade b*tch Mrs. Hager. I couldn’t concentrate, … Continue reading
I spent all day taking my friend to the VA (Veteren’s) hospital in St. Petersburg, Florida. for some eye surgery. You, at least here in the good ‘ol USA, have heard horror stories about VA hospitals. I went there thinking … Continue reading