There was a rumor floating around last Sunday about the Cowboys appearing to take it all. I kept glimpsing out the window all afternoon in hopes of spotting one of those fine specimens. I never even saw a horse. In fact the streets seemed deserted. Someone told me Monday there was some football game on television that everyone in TX was watching. OH WELL--so much for the Cowboys!
Monday-My neighbor texts me Monday and asks why are all those police cars are down by my house. GREAT---I am away from home--building my massive muscles and there are 7 police cars parked up and down the street. WELL since the alarm company has not called me--and there is not much I can do anyway--I calmly go to the grocery store--as if it is just another day in the city. Turns out one of the neighbors is threatening violence--and has a gun---and thus the alarm. I tell you--THE BUBBLE I WAS LIVING IN HAS BURST!
Time for a little tutoring at the shelter. When I went back last week, the three students I have been working with for three months are gone. Disappeared into the World of the Homeless. All I can do now is pray-- I have As I drove home, I saw several of the homeless in sleeping bags under the overpass. It is hovering in the 30's--the wind always blows in Texas--concrete is really cold. Why are they not in the shelter--Why would you chose to sleep out in the open? SAD!
To school to tutor--I have to be there bright and early. Somehow tutoring digressed into games and puzzles. My OCD kicks in and I am putting the puzzle together while my sweet little student happily colors a picture of a princess. How did she manage to get me off track???
I seem to have come down with the bubonic plague. I have the mortuary on speed dial.
"The reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated." Mark Twain
There is a slim chance that I may survive the latest bout of plague.
And that's about all there is to the news this week in The Hood-
where all the women are strong, all the men are good-looking, and all the children are above average.