St. Pat’s

Two years ago…lolz literally now… you said goodbye in an airport. Now you’re back here for a red eye to Nebraska for a few weeks to make some Hanover Fist money, while bringing bookkeep work via internet with you for nights. Yay.

Answered prayers yet again. Sometimes the answer is no. Sometimes yes. There’s a magic 8 ball joke in there somewhere. He has His reasons, and shows them to you in His time.

She’s the one who left, and she’s the one who’s seemed to be mad at you ever since. Shrug. Airports.

Never been to Nebraska. College football lore holds there’s a big city in a corner, a Big Red football stadium in the middle, and flat cornfield covering the rest. Well, soon you’ll help build a data center somewhere near the Kansas border. Furthest you’ll ever have been away from the sea. No wonder you’re grumpy.

Wish you could come along, girl…

Kind friend coming to the house twice a day to give Ted her medicine. You don’t deserve friends like the ones you have, even when you’re not on good terms with your best friend at the time because he all of the sudden started caring about politics but doesn’t go further than headlines and late night nut job comedians. Run-on sentences rock.

Next few years are gonna suck, no matter what happens in November. It’ll get worse given how things are going. Wish you hadn’t gotten the Econ degree sometimes. Ignorance is bliss. Every day, Ross Perot seems more and more to have been a prophet of doom. Eventually the bottom will fall out and idiots nationwide will pander for votes by doubling down on spending their way out of debt. AI’s going to be replacing jobs soon. That’s when it’ll hit the fan. Cost of living blown up by inflation just in time for structural unemployment the likes of which no one’s ever contemplated.

You’re sadly getting pretty good at forecasting bad things happening. Saw college football dying 25 years ago, and watched as step by step, disastrous change after disastrous change to clapping seals oblivious to the idea that change never happens the way they think it will. TV networks turning it into a cake made of icing for short term profits. Swandagoodness people never learned Pandora’s Box.

“Don’t start paying players.”

“Whatever man, they deserve some of that money.”

“They get free college to play a game.”

“Muh free market”

(Shrug)

“Wait, why are teams unionizing?”

“Because no one ever beat any sense into you.”

Good thing you have the Holy Spirit in your heart. Whatever happens, you have the joy within you to get bored of depression. 😂

Two younger friends are popping out kids. That’ll be it for your friends. Next up is your friends’ kids. Unofficial godson gets married in April. Has his mom’s eyes, but otherwise is a spitting image of his dad on college. Wow this life is short. Hope this isn’t a 737.

Rally don’t want to go. Really really don’t want to go. Not with where the folks are given setting up the house and their health issues. Your own workouts have been stymied with your own issues, so you’re not in the best condition. Least it’ll be cold. First trip without tendinitis, at least for now. 😂

You closed the store this time. No need to burden the folks with it, even though they were probably willing.

Yay. Atlanta. Gonna be a long day.

Sweet, a window seat!

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