Day – today: … I tripped on a cloud and fell-a eight miles high…

“…I tore my mind on a jagged sky…
…I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in…”

Hi everyone,

Yes, we are still here… ok, truthfully all we care about is Karen! … and the cats, … and the raccoons, squirrels and nephews and nieces (note in the same breath as the squirrels) …
a lack of updates means “new normals” are just normal with an oddity which warrants exploring now and then.

So near term is another set of symptoms and another check up – insert Alfred E. Newman’s line here.

Karen is ok, but in the trapeze of life she will always be working without a net.

Wishing all the travelers well.

Michael
May 8, 2017

2 Comments:

  1. The song is in The Big Leibowski. I’ll give others say chance before I Google it.

  2. Too late… Kenny Rogers…. maybe this is the 2nd Edition. ….really?

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