So far behind. Lately I've been very happy to wear my New Balance walking shoes because they ARE NOT WHITE. They look more like short hiking boots than peri-geezerette non-running shoes.
I don't believe in a heaven or a hell, and I know Howie didn't either. Still, he might be hanging out just anywhere, maybe under the overpass. There was a wire circle there that made me think of recycling halos.
My dear Organic Cousin's Ex-Wife lost her elderly mother recently. Well, her mother is not really lost, just departed after a fall, many broken vertebrae, and pneumonia. My OCExW says that the deceased have forty-one days to move on, but until then they can make phantom telephone calls, ringing and ringing on a nonexistent cellphone. She and her husband and a friend heard it several times. For real. Okay, just so the deceased don't send text messages. I don't have an unlimited message plan! Maybe Dad is just messing a bit with my computer and/or my condo mailbox. Something is definitely messing with both of them.
And that is all for now.
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