CONVERSATIONS WITH MYSELF 03/02/2013

It’s been a wild a wooly past few weeks. All of the weather changes around here succeeded in giving me a cold and/or a sinus infection even though I refrained from as much public contact as possible hoping not to get the dreaded flu that was going around. I thought my hermit-like existence would protect me from that as I smugly walked around humming Simon and Garfunkel’s “I am a rock” in my head which just goes to prove that massive amounts of drugs make you delusional and give you shit for brains. (Which can often give you the side effect of spending a great deal of time in the bathroom playing solitaire on your smart phone a lot until your brain starts functioning again.) I became very adept at fighting with myself during this period of time which actually delighted me in an unexpected way. I have become so good at it that while following the “Sequestration” comedy on TV I could get the feeling I was watching a game show filled with stupid third graders. I kept waiting for someone to push a buzzer and tell the bureaucrat of the moment “Sorry…wrong answer, but thank-you for playing”. The only thing missing from Obama’s wardrobe the past few weeks is a big red nose and a band leader’s baton. It’s not because he’s a Democrat, they’re all guilty of stupidity on this one, but because he’s as delusional as I am at this moment in time. The talking heads “analyzing” all of this are just as pathetic as everyone else. It took me twenty minutes the other night to figure out they were trying to explain how to make an In-N-Out burger instead of how to resolve the potential collapse of the Government. Living here in Arizona we have front row seats to the Jodi Arias trial which, sometimes, makes me wish I could still drive. Then I would go out and buy a Jodi Bobble head and put it on my dashboard and watch it go up and down and side to side all day…it would be just as entertaining as just as real as she is! I mean COME ON PEOPLE…how much time and money are we wasting on this already? Talk about CRAZY! Speaking of crazy… I get to go to Barrow’s soon and play 2000 questions with, yet, another Neurologist finally so they can determine just how far my dementia has gone so far and if anything else needs to be addressed along those lines. I’ve been “approved” for disability and given me an obscenely small monthly stipends with the thought that in three years I might be able to go back to work. If what little memory I still have serves me correctly that will be 2016. As it happens… there’s a President’s job opening up in D.C. that year…I just might be crazy enough to qualify for that position by then… what was I talking about a minute ago?