Dear Breakfast Clubbers, June 2010

Well, here we are on Memorial Day morning sitting at the computer searching for messages and contact with the world. I reread “gil says” Nov. 2009 through the most recent. It is quite a revealing story. Don’t think it would be boring to anyone but I’m not anyone. I miss grilled ribs, potato salad, and lots of people running around but life is now and that is not now yet. Wonder where we’ll be in a year.

I have one more story to tell you concerning Jan before I go on. I said before that our dear friends, Arlene and Dave, were in the other room when Jan passed. Dave phoned his wife and told her the news. She went to the back porch and cried. Now she is not into organized religion, magic, miracles, séances, or anything similar. Logic and reason and understandable phenomenon are her thing. This happening was within a few minutes after the passing of Jan and, through tear filled eyes, she saw a Morning Dove in the tree just south of the porch. The Morning Dove looked at her and cooed. It was unnerving for Morning Doves only coo in the morning. She looked and the dove cooed again. Now she knew it was real. One more time, the third coo, and the dove looked at her and flew off.

I am attempting to find purpose. I’m attempting to find anything. Got on a singles network and have been having a ball. It is something I knew nothing about. Found a couple good friends through it but reminds me of sword fighting, feigning, side stepping, thrusting, defending, and such. Ego must be protected at all cost. We all want utopia in others and ourselves and it just isn’t there. I kept telling vain Jan that, at our age forget outer beauty, it is now inner beauty or nothing. I think of myself as in my forties and go to the mirror and see such an old guy. Reality sometimes sucks.

Dieting is easy now for I don’t care to eat like before. Have been doing a lot of walking. It is nice to be able to walk whenever I wish. Love the walk around Pierce Lake. Always see animals and birds and now the swans have five little ones. Should find places to go but just don’t seem to get to it. The old is not now. New will be coming soon.

I’m about ready to market art materials to artists and also some of the original paintings of Jan’s we have left. Maybe by next month it will be organized and ready to go. Have a camera that will be easy to use and send images to whoever wants them. June 17 is our Purple Rose opening night and I’m going back. Been away quite some time.

Now I like this idea a bunch. Couldn’t find it last month.

I WANT TO LIVE MY LIFE BACKWARD:

You start out dead and get that out of the way.

Then you wake up in an old age home feeling better every day.

Then you get kicked out for being too healthy.

You enjoy your retirement and collect your pension.

Then when you start work, you get a gold watch on your first day.

You work 40 years until you’re too young to work.

You get ready for high school: drink alcohol, party and you are generally promiscuous.

Then you go to primary school, you become a kid, you play, and you have no responsibilities.

Then you become a baby, and then…..

You spend your last 9 months floating peacefully in luxury, in spa-like conditions: central heat, room service on tap, and then….

You finish off as an orgasm. I REST MY CASE.

Love to you all. I do hope we meet again soon.