I Guess This Counts As A Wake...

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I don't mean to imply that it wasn't a wake, just that I have not been to many wakes and therefore don't know what they are like. I did find out for sure that I have some very sick friends. How do I know? Well, Linda brought wine; very nice wine, in fact. She offered everyone wine. So, we have a room full of people, an offer of free, good booze and what do they say?

No thank you.

Now I tell you, if this was back when I was drinking, it would have been very different. I would have looked round the room at all the people who said no, and said yes please, and we'll save the glasses, I'll just drink straight from the bottle. I just don't understand these so-called normal drinkers. How can they say no to free booze? Even after four years of sober observation, they simply baffle me.

We planned Jim's memorial service. I think it will be very nice. But if you read in the papers over the early part of February that somewhere in a Federal Wildlife Refuge people reported seeing some sort of cult gathered in robes, with a sinister altar and a dude in a kilt, don't worry. It's just us and we're just saying goodbye and Goddesspeed to a dear friend.

Peace and Blessings.