Pushing Sixty

Someone To Get This Drift

Me and Alanis. She found hers. And no, I'm not looking for mine. Found him, he's gone, maybe next incarnation.





Anyway.





Maggie is coming home for Thanksgiving next week. We will go to Larry and Lori's for Thanksgiving dinner -- my turn this year. Maggie was there last year with Dave; but it's been two years for me. I can't wait, and I know when we get there, the next eight hours or so will go by like they were eight minutes.





I got digital cable finally. I think I can pay for it now. We'll find out, won't we?





I am who I am. That's what God told Moses. I think it was Moses. Yeah, at the burning bush.





Anyway, I am who I am. Is that okay? Yeah, it is. There are worse people out there than me. I am not ambitious. Except that I am. It's just that I am not ambitious for any of the things I've spent my life believing I was supposed to be ambitious for.





More later, maybe.