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Long day.  Two people bothered to phone.  One was beagle n the other diamond dave.  TYVM it's been rough.  I have a new hobby called 'phone the VA and have them not return the call.'  They never answer, just the msg to leave a name n number. They don't check. 

My impatience does not help.  My BP is still TOO high and it'd be nice to get relief.  Guess what?  The Nobama ppl don't care.  Actually, they may be trying to kill me.  My recent scripts might keep an overweight cat alive, but not me. Oh well, time will tell.

Kristi died 1 year ago.  God knows I miss her.

About Time, Huh?

My soul  compels me to write something here.  Life has taken a huge toll and my spitting in its eye has been toned down quite a bit in the past few months.  The rebel spirit has fought a long strenuous battle and after death  God will decide the outcome.  It's in His hands, always has been...

Health issues are responsible to a large degree for my absence concerning Cybersouth. This site celebrated a 10th anniversary last month and there was not a post all month.  Sorry.  It will be spotty, intermittent for a while.  If I decide to shut down it will be announced.  I realize it has evolved into a 'live journal' and really serves no purpose.  We will see.

I miss Kristi a lot.  It's been said that the hardest thing a human being can do is lose a child.  I can truly testify.  She is constantly with me.  Trust me, this wound in my heart will never heal.  Dealing with it is still tough.  I wish those that have deserted me would get in touch.  It's easier to talk about it.  The subject of her death has become not as frequent today.

Thanks Beagle, Mudslingr, Purple Giraffe,  Diamond Dave, MSU Michelle, MJR and staff, CC n  Neal, sis Forest, Jay, Larry D and family, Larry (Bear) E, Murf,  Lyn , Greg, brother Daddy Dan and family, Bill M, Melinda, Maryke, Steve n Joyce, Sir Shane and Lady Beth, Tanner the Ugly Necro, Dean the Axe man,  Buckhorn Rob, Brandon, Kyle, Ty, Trish,  Chris n JJ, Mom, Chris n Tina  and many more for all the support and a special TYVM for those that have been staying in touch with me.  What incredible help!  If I didn't mention your name please forgive me.  The mental and physical motors are not 100%.

In two days an age milestone hits the beach house.  Such an amazing ride.  Hopefully it's not over.  Just have to wait n see, don't we?


"Let us endeavor so to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry."
~Mark Twain

It's been a while. Still alive somewhat.  Sight has taken a hit, but getting better.  So many things to talk about and real life is a bit complicated.  Please bear with me...at least until , well, you know.

Foundation of Mike

Folks, God didn't put you here for me to like, dislike or judge you.   In His great wisdom, He made us all and we are different no doubt.  That said, my level of tolerance varies somewhat.  Rarely do I adore someone and my efforts to not hate are taken to task at times.

Since the return from Vietnam my life has been a continual panic attack.  Sometimes tolerable and sometimes not.  It has been my great fortune to interact with people I tolerate - yes some I do adore.  Number one on that list is my daughter, Mimi.  You don't get any better.  So there.  I said it and should have long ago.  Kristi passed away in November last year.  Up until then, there were two number ones.

My extended family is most time friends.  My Mother is adorable.  Grand lady.  She still makes me smile.  My brother is liked by most people, usually moreso than me.  That's okay.  Good fella.  I love them both.  Yes, I would die without hesitation to save any of them.  Precious, in a non-Gollum way, comes to mind.

God willing, the next post will be interesting....

Well, maybe to a select few.


Hoppa, prayers for you and with you.

I STILL think Firefly rocks!

K, there are some tremendous people in my life.  I know this. Screw syntax and grammar.  My way of writing is SOC much like some of my early heroes.  I have to expand the typeset here in order to see it n not so much worried about what's proper.  Thank you Mal Reynolds aka Nathan Filion aka Joss Whedon. 

I can't Dance...and having Trouble Sightwise

Not gone.  Even though some might delight in my demise, which is probably not that far away, I still exist.  Surviving the year 2012 has been an absolute horror.  By far the worst year in my life.  By far is an understatement.