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Beautiful day out, not too hot, not too cool and bright sunlight…Kinda day you want to float in your boat drinking beer while pretending your fishing. Who cares if you catch anything. A fresh fried fish dinner would be nice on second thought…
Well no boat, no beer no fried fish…
Now anybody who's homeless or has dealt with the homeless will tell you
I won't go into the convoluted history on why the shelter can only serve 130 meals daily, but come on Thanksgiving and Christmas, talk about Scrooge… May the city commission have a joyful and blessed holiday, that's more than person 131 will get…
Maybe I'm being a little hard on our commissioners, after all if a few churches and other organizations stepped up and served 130 meals each all the folks could be served, not mention the blessings those who stepped up would receive. "Not In My Back Yard' I hear you say. Oh well the city commission just made it official policy…
Some of you have asked why I didn't publish for almost seven months. Well it's simple enough, I'm getting old and supporting the local health care industry. More precisely I have sleep apnea that causes pulmonary edema which aggregates fluid pretension and causes side effects like being able to breathe.
If that befuddles you think of me as waddling around like a water balloon trying to breath underwater. I take medication to control this but every so often I need to check in to Shands to for industrial strength pump out.
Well since I've become such a pro at controlling it has been three years since my last lube and oil change. In the mean time they at Shands had to figure out the best way to do this. Don't ask me I've been there and done that, you'd have to check the archives to find my history. So it took seven months and five stays at the hospital for them to get it right. What can I say, I finally go a resident who agreed if I'd do the low fat, low salt fluid restriction diet, he'd difreiss my till I was dry. Oh well it was hospital food anyway…
It worked and I'm back to doing great…Now to invent edible hospital food, that taste good, that ought to get me a Nobel Prize or Sainthood or something.


