My California sister rolled into town with bag, baggage and family this weekend.  sure is good to see her.  she’s the sister that can’t help it, everything that comes out of her mouth tends to be funny.  It’s good to see her and I can’t wait for my turn at the stay up most of the night and tell lies slumber party that siblings have in my family.

I tried very hard to take Suzart’s money at the poker game last night.  I got some money from almost everyone else at the table, but I think so did Suz.  She won like 50 pots in a row at the end of the night to reverse her losses from early on.  Birthday luck.  The dinner and dessert was FABULOUS!  Thanks, KW, for being the hostess for this shindig.

Also want to send a shout-out to MCARP.  He’s right that a beautiful day on the patio at Sauced! with friends is a complete joy in itself and the proof was his companionship yesterday.  He bravely approached a woman with an enigmatic tee shirt when my own cowardice was in full force.  Turns out the enigmatic message was just that, a trivial piece of nonsense.  He still has reportorial instincts while mine are in remission.

While I love having the top down on the Midlife Chrysler, the wind and the fact of life for Spring are such that my allergies are killing me.  So, I’m going to do the sensible thing and vacuum and work in the yard.  If I’m found gasping for breath, please tell them it’s not a heart attack and don’t push one of those big needles into the center of my chest. (Remember that scene in Pulp Fiction at the drug dealer’s house?  YIKES!  Made my phobias go into hyperdrive.)

I received a nice message from the friendly folks at Social Security this weekend.  Dear Old Fart, it said, you can retire on $85 a month in just 12 years if you are a good boy.  Good luck with that.  Your friends at SS.  BookemDanO is my retirement advisor and if he doesn’t win the lottery powerball jackpot for us, I’ll have to work until I fall into my grave.  Unless The Gary is right and the Mayan world calendar will bring us all into the Age of Aquarius in 2012 and none of that crap matters.  I also have my Sizzling Supermodel with a PhD and zillions who inexplicably chooses to fall in love with me scenario.  I would be humbly OK with just an average multi-millionairess, though.

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