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Obamarama!
Much has been written of our new President-elect, and I have to say that I really love his pick of Rahm Emanuel as chief-of-staff. Not only that but also bringing Paul Volcker into the picture to help straighten out this economy is outstanding. I wish he'd take over the Fed again. The guy hasn't even taken office yet and things are looking good so far. I hope he always brings in outstanding minds to contribute and help the country, from either party. Please...keep Howard Dean away from anything important, hand him a Rubik's Cube or a Magic 8-Ball or something. ;-)
Blogger party
I gotta tell ya...it was a great time at Kwasi's place tonight. I was escorted to and from the event by Sinful Sinthia(HOT) and then was able to meet so many great people...even in my greatly inebriated state...that I felt compelled to blog about it. Snowblind...thanks for being there buddy! You made being hammered so much fun! lol Rimtrip I'm glad I was able to meet you and Shooter46 as well. Great guys that also put up with my "state of mind". lol....speaking of which...PitchingWedge...thanks for helping me with the beer! ;-) Silk...thanks for keeping me company part of the night as it was wonderful to see you again. Sorry I had to go alcoholic on you all, but it was a trying morning. What a blast...thanks everyone. Thank you Kwasi! Sorry Taz...I clean forgot about the pix buddy! D'oh!!!!!
Spooky parties
We all have something that tends to spook us a little bit I would imagine, come on...we ALL get the creeps from clowns right? Something that tends to send a chill down my spine...are parties! Sometimes I get so gooped up before I arrive at a party, it doesn't really matter if there IS a party! This weird ailment called anxiety grips me with this indescribable fear of a situation that means me no harm. lol It seems very silly to have this fear late into my middle aged years, but have it I do! This last summer I have attended a few meet and greets and even a blogger party...and survived to blog about it! I didn't know if that was possible, but here I am to prove it. After emailing with a fellow blogger buddy today, and also talking with a special lady tonight, I am going to do my best to be at Kwasi's party on the 23rd. I have to undergo a wee bit of a medical procedure earlier that day that could keep me away, but I hope not. I intend to be sedated and smiling, and you will most likely enjoy my company much more than you would if I wasn't! I will probably look much like my hero in the picture below holding the beer in hand. Don't try stealing my beer and I promise not to piss on your pantlegs! ;-) 
A new day
I popped in and looked on EB and HB for a little bit to see what might be going on and I was quickly reminded of a close friend who is gone now. I saw him not long ago in a hospital bed, fighting to breathe and hoping to relax his body as best as he could. You could tell that his pain was great and that he was dealing with it bravely. I arrived that night with another friend who knew him as well, and it was nice to watch her soothe his pain with the soft touch of her hands. He had trouble with a kink by his neck and she softly massaged the area as he began to visibly relax. I am grateful that she came along that night and I could see him smile. He was glad she was there too, and I wondered if he would get well again. He assured me that he was feeling better as he struggled to get the words out to say so. I knew in my heart that he didn't feel better and I may not get the chance to see him again. He was to change his hospital soon, and at that time didn't know where he would be admitted. It's cruel how insurance can dictate treatment in today's world. One day not long after I visited my friend, he had left the hospital for another place of unknown origin. The only reason I knew where to find him to begin with was because he had told me shortly before he was going in for surgery. The hobby is a secret place for most of us afterall, and there would have been little chance of finding him otherwise during his stay. As my short visit with him ended and we got ready to leave, my friend kissed him on the forehead and he smiled, and I smiled at him and her. I thought that I would chat with him longer the next time I saw him when he was feeling better. As he looked over at me he raised his hand with great effort and reached out to me. I walked over and shook his hand for the last time. I knew when he looked at me and nodded slightly that I would not see him again in this lifetime. I was glad that I had made the sojourn to see him, and I was so glad my friend also made that trip to see him. If she was here now I would probably go to pieces about the other man we both knew. Sometimes you just need a good woman to help get through the hard times. Sometimes you need more than just a friend. Thanks for listening
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