Well , March 22, 2021, I was let go from my school job. The laundry list was long, but the assistant super had convinced the super I needed to go. Ok things happen for a reason. So maybe I’ll see someday. Good Fuckin’ Riddance!
I have now had 4 surgeries to try and fix my leg. I’m currently awaiting a 5th and hopefully final surgery.
Been trying to sell mother-in-laws house for almost two years now. There is a property line issue, and Covid killed the property owners next door, so we’re dealing with their heirs, who think we’re cheating them, so we have to go to a judge to have it settled. Covid didn’t get the right people. Some people should just be chased down and eaten by a bear!
As I reflect on the upcoming thanksgiving holiday, and wonder what there is to be thankful for, I remembered this from grandpa Leonard. Sorry if it’s already on here lower down.
“A pig drank a gallon of milk before he started, ran a mile and then he farted. The farther he runs, the faster he gets. How far will he run before he shits? A farmer laying in the grass, raised his head as the pig ran past, said “If he keeps a tight ass and all of his wits, he’ll go ten miles before he shits!””
I’m working on being the grandpa he was to me, to my little Vinnie. They haven’t filed a restraining order yet!
