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Thursday, August 23, 2018

Several weeks. Moments of busy activities, followed by lengthy times of stress and sadness.

Jimbo came to visit. We went to watch bats but it started to rain.

Peter, Jimbo, and Homer.

We of course went to Rosa's for dinner. Jim enjoyed his food, I found that the quality of the cheese enchiladas had declined.

Burrito.

We also went to BK's where I enjoyed a pina colada.

Pina colada.

It was very hot. We went to naked pool volleyball, buy the pool was very hot and it was about 106 outside. We left a little early.

I headed north to Flagstaff to attend a conference. I have a new, larger tent that fits my new queen sized air mattress. I didn't think my talk was so great (it was better than the kiva as a corn dryer talk), but people complimented me on it.

New tent.

Supper was good. I hung out with Michael and his friends and got drunk on Lime Bud Lights.

Michael and Homer.

The monsoon has finally started at my house. Unexpectedly, a large toad showed up in the backyard. Ruby wanted to eat it so I put it into the neighbor's yard (they don't have a dog).

Toad.

Ruby is being a brat. She keeps pooping in the house, moments after I have walked her outside. I yelled at her and then felt bad about it afterward.

The brat and Buddy Cat.

I had Greek food with Matt. It was tasty. He is swell.

Matt.

I got new glasses two weeks ago and Ruby got up on my desk and chewed one of the pairs.

Only $29, thankfully.

I attended the 243rd Tucson Birthday Party. In my new outfit.

Homer and Jean.

The doctor told me no sugar, no carbs. I am too fat and have too many tryglycerides. SIGH.


Tuesday, August 07, 2018

Well I've been really depressed. I wake up every morning feeling sad. I miss my mother and I wish she could call me on the phone, "Homie!" she would say.

I find myself watching Youtube videos at home. Colorblind people getting those glasses so they can see colors. That guy in Pennsylvania who drives around picking through garbage for scrap metal and stuff to sell on Ebay or flea markets. 1980s music videos. I don't have to think much while doing so.

I am kept busy by taking care of Ruby, who is a lot of work. She likes to chew on things and has ruined three phone recharge cords and some other things. I sprayed bitter apple stuff on electrical cords to hopefully prevent her from getting electrocuted. She is getting better about not pooping in the house, so at least there is that.




Friday, August 03, 2018

Fifty years ago Grandma posed for a slide photograph in the garden near her house. Grandpa Feiger almost certainly took the picture, standing out close to the driveway. I remember the garden, it was slightly uphill from the chicken coop. In the background are the tall cottonwood trees and the little crab apple tree is on the right.


August 1968.

In the photo you can see corn on the left, gladiolas around Grandma, and snapdragons on the right. I don't know what the yellow and red flowers are.

The house was up on a hill, soil dumped by the retreating glaciers at the end of the Ice Age. They built the house in 1947. It was sold in 1998. I spent a lot of time there.


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