Post #15 People are talking, talking 'bout people...

Hey guys! Although my girlfriend wanted me to write about licorice and babies, I think today's topic will be people. If you are a constant reader you know that I spend a lot of time at work. One of the perks of working somewhere like I do and have been since I've ever had a job is being exposed to "older" people. What's amazing about that is they have gone through a lifetime of information and have mounds of stories to share and I feel that people never really want to hear them because when you ask it just comes piling out. I've met a former chief of police in Illinois, a former airplane engineer, WWII vets, retired cops, and still all of them managed to be family men. One particular story I've held goes something like this... "When I got out of the service, I got married had 4 kids. Things were great for a while, you know? Then all the sudden my wife left me, no real reason why, she just wanted out. Kids were pretty old by that point too... I knew nothing about running a house the wife cooked, the wife did the laundry... Me, I was screwed. Maybe about a year or two later my best friend's husband left her. She had 4 kids too. So I picked up the phone and said, 'Hey, I don't have a wife, You don't have a husband... lets make it work' And so that was that... the eight kids and us been together all these years." When I heard that story I was like wait... what? You mean to tell me that you and your best friend just got together under the same roof and raised all your kids completely platonically, "Well, no... We got married" Ok so out of no where you married your best friend to raise your children. They do love each other but what an abnormal situation to conjure those feelings!

I think the most important thing to remember ( at least in my personal belief) is that all things happen for a reason. Not to say you don't have control of your own life because you certainly do. I just it's nice to keep in mind that there is a balance. I can't remem

ber who it was that always said this to me but every time I was having the crummiest day they would say "Well, it can only go up now". So I think that it's oddly comforting that when your at your lowest things will only get better.

This blog post was actually written yesterday as in monday, but I forgot to post it. So, I suppose I will continue it as a double post scenario. I washed my dog tonight we suspected she had fleas although my

search led to no suspects. Ferdinand Flea bandit and his funky bunch of "fleaing" fiends managed to escape, however my dog, Martha, is now safe. Dogs have a tradition of wearing celebratory headdresses to not only notify their high priest of purity but also signify that they have been cleansed of all foreign contaminates. There is joyous sounds of barking and other music the dog species have been known to make. If you ever have the chance to catch one it is truly remarkable. To further illustrate the occasion I've included a photo of Martha in her homemade celebratory headdress.

I got my hair cut today and I absolutely hate a fresh hair cut, actually I hate anything new. If I buy a new pair of shoes I have no idea if I like em until I just get used to them. Same with hair cuts, two days go by and I don't remember I got one and I'm cool with it. It's not that I don't like the way my hair looks when I get it cut, most of the time, I just think its that I look at it not cut most of the time and then boom. Change. Perhaps I found out something about myself. I don't like a lot of change, but that doesn't seem right. I like going and seeing new things, and I don't really like much of a routine either. Hmm. I'll figure this out.

Thats it for me tonight. Keep up the hype, tell all your friends or w/e. You know what don't tell your friends I don't care anyways. Thanks.

-ToDD