I've been posting this for what, 14 years? 16 years? I've lost count. Its 2020...time has lost meaning. Each day feels like a month. Some hours feel like weeks. But thankful? Damned right I am. If you're reading this...we made it this far! Time to dig in, avoid green bean casserole at all costs, and count our blessings. FYI...green bean casserole is what started this mess! Thanksgivus: that's what she called it. The 'she' in question would be a very short, loud, middle aged black woman with retardation who I supervised for years. Her name is Omega...fitting because she truly is THE END! Omega didn't exactly have a speech problem but I think her hearing wasn't 100% on the mark, as certain words would get slurred together such as "Thanksgivus". Another fave was her version of Social Security, which often sounded more like "sociable secretary" (of which I've known a few). Thanksgivus (which is what I now prefer to call the US holida...
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