Syrian Man Buried Alive by Syrian Army

Scary Dream Last Night

I was going to start a new job and I got a phone call first thing.

It was my dead sister in law asking me how I was doing and just wanting to talk in general.

I kept asking if someone was playing a joke on me but I knew they weren't because it was her voice.

I got scared and started to run away.

Just as I ran outside 3 men got into a knife fight and started to kill each other.

I kept running to get away.

When the police came they wanted to know who murdered the two men.

They didn't believe me when I told them there was a third man.

They wanted to know how I knew to run away before the fight started.

I told them I wasn't running from the fight I was running from my dead sister in law.

They didn't believe that story either.

I was in deep dog doodoo as they say.

I woke up.

Another Episode

Just keeping track.

If I have one more this month I'll go ahead and call my heart doctor.

I had just put my laundry in the washers this morning when my heart messed up. This presented a problem because I can't leave it in the washers or at the very least people will bitch and at the worst somebody will steal it. I couldn't get it out either because the last thing you need to do while having an a-fib attack is do laundry. The situation would have been comical if it hadn't been so serious.

So I had to wake Eddie up at 4:30 in the morning to go downstairs and do my laundry. It was a good thing he had spent the night because otherwise I would have had to go to a couple of friends apartments and try to wake them to do it for me and I didn't need to be running all over the building either.

So he got up and did my laundry. Bitching the whole time but at least he did it. (he always bitches, that's his way) It's like water on a ducks back, you don't even notice it he does it so much.

When he finished my clothes he left for home and I thanked him. He has called to check on me but he knows I just have to lay around and sleep for another week.

I was too busy yesterday morning but I had to clean my apartment for an inspection and then a doctor appointment and then grocery shopping. I had also cut back my celexa to 10 mg. (with doctor permission) because I had spent a week not eating until I had the shakes. But I upped the celexa again this morning and I will just have to force myself to eat.

I have lost 20 lbs in the last two weeks. That is wonderful but it too fast and that could be why my heart screwed up as well. Who know? I just fix things one problem at a time and go with the flow.

Mr. Lucky

One time one of my bosses at the track won $123,000 on one of the slot machines.

All of a sudden the track had to hold a hearing because track employees aren't allowed to bet on the machines or the dogs. (kennel employees are not employed by the track) They just didn't want to pay the jackpot if they could figure a way out of it.




While they were holding the hearing he went downstairs and played another machine. It hit for $25,000.

The track paid him.

The money couldn't have come at a better time. His wife had been in the hospital and they had a $125,000 bill to pay.

At least it was paid.