OK. 5/23. A Friday. 

I woke up. 

Rolled around.

The Bishop wouldn't go away so I roughed him up a bit. 

I hadn't received a text with my marching orders so I called the bank to see if my check went in. OK. i'm not fired. So I txt the sales rep with "I guess I have the day off?" No luck. He fired back with a list of stores to hit.

Got dressed. Noticed I need new Dr Scholls. But I think I noticed that yesterday. And the day before... anyway. Brushed my teeth and out the do'.

Got Coffee, smokes, water and a narsty egg/cheese/ham...thing. 

Work was work. Actually it was cool. Short, easy day. Several of the stores I went to and just signed in,  moved a few things around in the back freezer and left. Easy breezy cover girl! 

At the last store however, I ran into Mum. I love her to death but the gal is a crisis MAGNET! She tells me how she dropped her lappy and the screen is basically jacked. I've been waiting for that. She puts (put) it in all these 'umm, no, wrong!' positions. Precariously teetering on a table designed for a tea cup and MAYBE a napkin. A paper napkin. One of those cloth joints would topple it for sure. Anyway, she was bent out of shape and i don't blame her but...she asks for it. I feel bad but what can one do? I was bummed...

THEN! I stroll in the door and see a Jesus approved package on the table! AH! I know what that is! Sweet, awesome, pretty Bekka said she was sending me a copy of JTHM. I still have a post-it note in my wallet demanding I enter a comic shop and purchase it. Her recommendation from months ago. But I kept seeing the note at all the wrong times. Sooo she VERY generously hooked a brotha up.

On emptying the contents of the envelope I see she ALSO sent a copy of Kudzu. A book her old college put out with written writings from righteous writers in which she is ALL OVER cos of rad!. She said she would send a copy of it but I found out earlier that she only received two copies. Both her and her mum should have had a copy to read, enjoy and keep for all time. But I got a copy... and she signed it to me.... no way I could try and send it back. Not that I would want to but....signed. to ME! I still feel beyond special. I'm just too damn lucky!

Does it end there? oooooh hell no.... tucked in Kudzus table of contents is a pic with 4 pics of her visit to Florida. I have all these pics on the comp. I look at them regularly. But THIS was awesome and sweet and actually saved me from my verklempt state at being a recipient of her first published works. Her face will always save me. I went out and got a frame for it to sit right in front of me at my desk thing/ cd holder/ black hole of lost items. i can also look over at her perched atop my TV area, looking toward the Gulf of Mexico.

I miss her. I love her.

I was feeling so 'on top of the world', I did something I hadn't done for many moons. I went for a bike ride. My normal route along the water to downtown and back. Felt good.

OK, I have din din cooling down. Cheekon geeewd. No practice tonight as the drummer got tix to some sports team/ thing/ event.  Quality time with his son. Good deal.

That was my day. One of my better ones.

*bows*