1979

In 1979 I was 23 I am older and I've practically lived my life I'm now married with children and even grand-children(unless i live to be 100 and that would be fine by me)or I'm in the process of living it, I can still remember waking up in the hospital after a 3 week drug- induced coma to my dad saying,"you were in a car wreck" he may have said something else but that was over thirty years ago and I've forgotten. The thing is when i did wake up or come around I felt confused, fine but confused(twilight zone fine).

While I was in the drug-induced coma I was given a four percent chance of survival but I wouldn't listen, it's weird a four percent chance and not one scratch(from the accident that is). And by the way I guess I should say I rolled a jeep several times, the jeep was totaled а new jeep that the warranty was still in effect for and it was absolutely totaled. When I was lying in my hospital bed someone showed me a picture of it and it was definitely a wreck but like I was saying that was well over thirty years ago and I'm still here.

I can still remember as I was probably lying in my bed thoroughly drugged up from the lingering effects of the drug-induced coma thinking "I have to use the bathroom," when I was living at home this was a procedure everyone does and I had done a billion times before but this time I collapsed
and wow was I ever shocked. I remember a nurse came rushing in worried that I might have injured myself and me thinking "what the hell" this must be some temporary thing but here I am like I said earlier some thirty-plus years later and I'm still wondering "what the hell."

After two funfilled months in the Ohio state university hospital I was unable to walk, double vision(which is very, very strange), partially paralyzed on my right side, attaxia(which slurs my speech and makes writing virtually impossible), and I can't play a musical instrument(of course I couldn't before my accident but now I have an excuse).

From osu hospital it was off to Dodd hall which is a rehabilitation facility affiliated with the hospital. At Dodd hall I made attempts to walk and at normalcy but apparently it didn't take(I suppose it did,somewhat). If nothing else I did meet quite a few people who were in the same shape as me and at that time I was starving and the food wasn't all that bad. I weighed around 170lbs. Pre accident,

Life is like that piece of fatty bacon in baked beans

Tasty,even if it's not bacon you can always wish it was. Sort of like life it's what you make it "with flatuence."

Brad,just in case I bite the big one

That really neat little arrow-head that I found years ago in that farm field (of course it may no longer be a field it may be a wal-mart or something), the field is located north-west if you were standing looking at the street while standing in the garage. the arrow-head(mississippian) is at the house on 80 lakeview dr.,in the furnace room, when you go in and shut the door and look up at the floor joist's it's in that first space directly to the left above the door. Anyway when you find the bag it's the one wrapped in paper i'm not sure of the age but it's delicate and perfect the rest you can have too since I've heard st.peter won't allow arrow-heads in heaven. So chow.


Ps.if you think of it when you bite the big one try and bring it with you,  you can argue with st.peter you were always good at that.RIP and there's no rush.  Brad give Bruce several too,and bets and bird.

Sleep deprivation and square dancing chimps

It's hell on the spectators. I'm thinking of asking for a full refund because sleep deprivation has absolutlely nothing to do with square dancing chimps that is unless from being deprived of sleep you begin to hallucinate then you may see your occasional square dancing chimp among other things.

When I was younger I had a go at being sleep deprived and I'll swear I saw dinosaurs on I-70 at 3:00 a.m. But that unfortunately was years ago long before I needed my beauty sleep now I need it and if you saw me you'd agree.

The lugubrious conundrum

We needed at least a break although it could be more unstatistically speaking the way these years have gone.

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I was busy in another room so I had the disadvantage of not being able to visually see what was making the irritating raucous, I just assumed it must be a caged animal the way the sound would startle me intermittently so I went about my business with this noise still occurring from time to time although  every now and then it sounded as though someone was running a chain-saw but without having a specific pattern. If it was a chain-saw(and how could it possibly be) by the sound they were sawing rocks,big rocks with the occasional chunk of glass, along with a herd of unruly stampeding  hamster's.(but how did a herd of hamster's get in the bedroom?)


This house we live in is older I've heard it was built in the early 1900's so being haunted is a possibility and that would explain the noise which seems to be getting louder and the sounds are coming closer and closer together. In the last few minutes I've entertained the idea of running screaming into the night or maybe I'll stay and hopefully i won't soil myself.

And then the noise was gone about the same time that my wife woke up.

New one

Immediately after his arrival everyone fell in love with him as expected but his mere presence caused  chaos only heard about in horror movies. each day goes basically the same way at least for now and it's expected and interesting and if someone isn't hurt or killed before time goes by i'll be amazed, then hopefully someday in the future at least I hope we'll look back at these days and laugh and wonder what the hell were we thinking?

After all who needs to sleep?