Two nights in a row have had Coast to Coast AM shows not to my liking per se. Tonight, they are proselytizing on about the oil spill. I am so tired of hearing about that oil spill with nothing getting done. Get back to me when some progress is achieved. All the idle words are getting old. We can put a man on the moon and we can’t stop an oil spill? I don’t understand that.
I thought of closing down the blog tonight. The other day I decided to just be as boring as possible thus my new long blog post format and will kill the blog that way. I know these long posts are boring and hard to read – not my usual dialogue. Saturday saw 267 unique visitors and I only got a small handful of comments. That was discouraging. I didn’t want to blog anymore with that kind of meager feedback. Thanks to those of you that comment regularly. You are appreciated. I have been trying to practice what I preach and have been commenting more on my favorite blogs. I think it is so appreciated and important for a blogger.
Charlie cut my grass and it looks so good. I was so proud. We went to Arby’s afterwards and got the #19 special – a turkey sandwich and curly fries. It was such a treat for me. We also loaded my riding lawn mower onto dad’s truck and Charlie is going to get it fixed. That way I can cut my own grass for a change. I can see myself toodling around the yard like my elderly neighbor, Mr. Ed. Because of my anxiety, I just can’t use a push mower as it increases my heart rate and I have a panic attack.
How am I feeling? I feel good right now. I slept from 9pm to 2am, got up, and started listening to Coast. I am able to sit still and browse the web and that is so novel for me these days. I really went for weeks and was either sleeping or pacing the floor. I like this being able to sit still and have peace of mind. I don’t want it to end. It is so nice.
The Homeless Guy expressed distress with his life on Facebook tonight. He said he shouldn’t do it in polite company and I knew how he felt. I wanted to write him an encouraging comment, but then decided it would antagonize him. He doesn’t like me at all. My blog was once called The Grumpy Old Man and it was a moniker given to me by him.