Well, it’s another manic Monday rolling around and the beginning of the ides of January.  Still no white stuff, which makes an otherwise bleak Monday morning, a little brighter.  It’s 6:57 a.m. and pitch black outside, so the days are becoming longer (I think).  It’s a little early to get this tired old brain of mine working, especially since I’ve not finished my first cup of java.  I hope you enjoyed Sam and Bella and thank you for leaving comments.  It’s always fun to read those unless it’s mean and that doesn’t happen too often.  Alright, this story is from Wornout – draft #2 and please enjoy:

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It’s Friday the 13th today and if you’re at all superstitious, stay home.  I’m kidding; just don’t let a black cat walk in front of you.  I don’t care if it’s the 13th as long as it’s Friday.  What a week and I understand it’s Ji and Shirley Moore’s 5th wedding anniversary.  Happy Anniversary to you both and as Jim states: “The legendary “Agave Blues” Band will be celebrating the 5th wedding anniversary of Jim & Shirley Moore, tomorrow night (Friday) at the Jolly Mon. And they said it wouldn’t last.  Starts at 6:30 and who knows how long it will last?”  So, you can help them celebrate out at the Jollymon Cantina.  It’s a good day for a wedding anniversary.  It’s about 8 F out this morning and there’s white stuff all over.  I see San Felipe had a high of 70 F and when compared with 8 F (it’s supposed to be a high of 20 F today) I don’t really think there’s a choice as to where one would rather be.  Who wouldn’t want to slip and slide all over a parking lot trying to get into work?  Yesterday, I left my lights on in my truck when I came back from lunch, so after an hour when I was made aware of it, I went out to start it and it was dead.  I waited an hour and went back out again and it started, so we’ll see what happens this morning.

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Well, I made it through hump day; barely.  The only good part of the day was (aside from a couple of really good laughs) it only cost $40 to fill my tank.  Now, maybe I have a really small tank, but that doesn’t seem like much more than I paid in San Felipe.  I was just sitting here thinking I wish I could write about what goes on in the bat cave; we could all have some giggles.  I walked out of work tonight and the wind was so strong and ice cold and I immediately thought about San Felipe storms and our winds and I think I prefer sand in the mouth.  I left the truck running while the gas was pumping and the heat blasting.  It had started to snow slightly, when I began to make the trek up 26 steps to #9.  Let’s just say it was “one of those days”.  Perhaps I’ll save this as a draft and come back to it after this crime program is over with!