Nobody loves me....

My wife sleeps restlessly and late because she had strange dreams, and then cautions me to watch out for sexy women.... I am not even going there, all my sins need to be violent and deadly which means not much anymore of anything, God smiles. I am off to see my surgeon, Doctor Chang, for the follow up on my cancer operation -- that all sounds so important (my surgeon, my cancer operation) but it isn't. As I left his office the last time I asked the receptionist if she was going to be on time to open up for my appointment, she wasn't there, the office isn't open and I am certain she doesn't love me anymore. I shouldn't have made mention of her late starts in front of the doctor. Now, if it was something came up, one would have thought that they would have called me to re-schedule, if it was an emergency they would call later and do the same. But since they don't love me, the doctor is just going to let me die without his further cutting away my arm. Having time and refreshed with a White Chocolate Mocha from the No Bikini coffee stop, I head off to the dealership to look into making my ride safe and sane enough to take my wife to my next Appleseed, otherwise she won't go with me... so she says. When I park my Caravan in the parking space I see the folks, make an appointment and walk out to find a truck has blocked me in, so I do a quick video of it, and then go look at the new cars, so I can have STICKER SHOCK!! how can they sell any cars at that price? The salesman asks if I need anything, I mention that I need the truck that has blocked me in moved. I need to leave the showroom, I can't afford to sneeze in the same area as those priceless artifacts. I get back home and read that Tam is telling every one that the lip on the bottom of the 45 cal magazine is designed to use to help disassemble the 1911 pistol, and aside from being able to read Tam daily I do wish JMB was still designing fine firearms today, really. You see, no body loves me. No I am not going to show you the video, the word picture is enough, y'all have been there before.

I am back to reading Caesar vs. Pompey in Greece, and I did call and find out that I made a mistake, the appointment is for tomorrow. I would think my mind is going but I have one of those nifty appointment cards in my wallet and the date is clear.