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Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Twice Upon A Time

The Most Honored Papasan turned 87 on Sunday. I wonder if I'll make it that long. Maybe we'll have robot bodies by then, who knows? Maybe I'll just be a brain in a jar on a shelf - a certain "Abby... someone..." in the words of Marty Feldman.

That means I have to make it to 47, and then 48, and so on and so forth.

Went out last week to say goodbye to a friend who is moving away. Went out the week before that to hang out with a friend who is still here. 

An old, once close friend left for good a few months ago. While I did try a few times to call the hospital, sometimes I feel guilty that I should have done more to say goodbye. Or to have been a better friend when she was around.

That's life. Sometimes I've been a good friend, I hope. Sometimes I should have been better. I suppose everyone feels that way. We all just do the best we can.

I've felt as if my life has been in a holding pattern these past few months. Or maybe years. I've lost track. I know I've said it before.

My nieces and nephews have discovered my YouTube channel. I used to love making animations. It feels like something another person did, sometimes. They've fallen in love with "Herman Takes a Dive." They actually quote it, and talk about how much it cracks them up - even though watching it now makes me wince at how primitive it is - and it makes me feel wonderful.

I may have a tiny fan club, but I wouldn't trade the three of them for a thousand others.

TTFN
-Tony


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