Who's a Fat bastard - I don't have that much brain to spare!

January 20, 2015

Sunset in Hawaii

      After my two day mental implosion I'm feeling much better. Thanks for the concern. I put myself into a place that I didn't need to be. I lost sight of the purpose of my writing this blog. It's supposed to be a platform for me to express myself and my feelings as I try to get healthy. I managed to turn it into an obligation that eats away at my brain. After forty years of various and assorted chemical indulgences, I don't have that much brain to spare! 

Lovin Cockatoo's in OZ

      I woke up this morning with a Rat dog on my chest. That would make a good blues tune! The sun was shining brightly and all was good with the world. Christo was back to normal after his concussion symptoms dissipated. He gave every one a scare. Sharon is feeling better and waiting to see a respirologist. Chef Boy R Lisa's work schedule is even more brutal than usual. She got home at 7:30 last night and her wake up call was for 1:15. I'm thinking that all the stuff going on around me was making it very difficult for me to keep my focus. 

Lovin the lovely Lisa at the Golden Gate Bridge

      When I got out of bed my focus was on getting a cup of Joe into me. I had a whole shopping list of mindless, though necessary errands that needed to be done. I left the house with a cup of Joe to go and loaded the empty cans into the back of the truck. I also had a dead printer, two VCRs and several broken light fixtures that the recyclers won't pick up out of the blue box. My first stop was the bottle depot. We have a couple in the neighbourhood but only one that sorts and counts the empties for you. There were at least ten people in front of me, some with a dozen bags of empties. I had one bag. I wasn't interested in waiting thirty minutes to collect the $4 for my lone bag of empties. I gave them to a woman with six bags of her own. You would of thought I bought her a bike for Christmas! She was still thanking me as I drove away. I had a plan. It wasn't working out. I was going to use the refund money to buy a stamp to mail a birthday card to Singapore. I had nothing in my wallet but plastic. I went to the bank, it was on the list anyway, made a deposit and took out some cash. The bank is right beside Rona and I needed to buy some caulking for the bathtubs. I was also looking for these light bulbs they sold out of at Christmas. They throw multi coloured lights like a mirror ball. Still sold out. So, caulk in hand, sorry I couldn't resist. Maybe there's a business here. I can see it now "Caulk Master, Let me fill your crack" Now that's a catchy slogan. Did you know it costs $2.65 to mail a Birthday card to Singapore. Now you do.

Twenty year old promo shot

       All of this took place at the top of Blue Mountain. The electronics recycling is at the bottom of Blue Mountain and so is Woody's. I had a plan perculating in my lizard brain. It was 11:15, I hadn't eaten, I had a truck full of dead machines and I was picking up Mama Lee for our nail appointment at 12:30. I dropped the machines of at the Return It Depot and drove around the corner to Woody's for a quick bite.
      Vicky runs the place and was the first person I saw when I walked through the door. I've known Vicky for thirty years. Going back to the days of Avanti's on Commercial Drive. She and her staff were putting together the seating plan and reservations for the Super Bowl Party. "I was just thinking about you" she said when she saw me. "Yes please, table for six with a view of the big screen." done and doner. Ten wings and a pint of Coors light later and I was off to my pedicure. 
      In a rare, may I say nearly unprecedented turn of events, Mama Lee was ready when I got there. That put us in the salon twenty minutes early. Mama Lee has been getting these nail extensions for years. With the progression of her disease the nails are interfering with her ability to use her phone or even pick something up. She was having them removed and her natural nails manicured. We're hoping that is going to help. 
      I had a different girl doing my pedicure today. She was chattier than most. Maybe because her english is better than most of them who work there. Her name was either Kai li or Gai lin. She has been in Canada eleven years, she's from a large city in Viet Nam, she's thirty-one years old and her boyfriend is a longshoreman who's bad with money. And the lovely Lisa says I never listen to anybody! Forty-five minutes later I feel like I have brand new feet. I used to go to the pediatrist. It cost twice as much and I had a creepy bald guy looking like he was having way too much fun with my feet. Cute Vietnamese girls are better.
      I had a little bit of time while they finished off Mama Lee so I went to Walmart to get her a few things, hand lotion and Q tips. As she often does Mama Lee wanted a McFlurry on the way home. I did the drive through. I was salivating as the snack size Rolo McFlurry was passed to me by the pimply face adolescent manning the window. I am still in recovery mode after my Birthday week binge. I dropped Mama Lee off, went home and had a pear an Avocado and an apple for lunch. 
      I needed to do a couple more things for Mama Lee and I needed to do them before the Canucks game at 4:30. Mama Lee wants a day timer. I went down to Staples and got her one. It's pink and has flowers on the pages. Then I went to the loony store and bought two different styles of eye glass strings. I took them to her at her place. She liked the Day timer. Wasn't sure about the strings.
      Two laps of Como Lake with the Rat dogs and I was in front of the TV before 5:00. That's just enough of a cushion that I can rewind to the start of the game and duck most of the commercials. It was a dull game that the Canucks lost. 

I've used this before but I love this pic

      The lovely Lisa arrived home from work just as the game ended. An eighteen hour day and a wake up call for 2:45. She showered and went to bed immediately. It's 8:00, the game is over and my level of motivation is nil, nada, zilch. I had a really nice Spinach Salad for dinner. Watched a little tube and was in bed by 11:30. I was still in a funk most of the day. I never took a single picture. So once again I just stuck some random pictures into the text. Don't try to make them fit the story....they don't!

That's all I've got

Till Next time

Peace out Y'all

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