|So, can you "unsquander" your life?
||[Apr. 15th, 2014|10:30 am]
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)
That's kind of what I meant to do when I "retired." I really meant to use my last four or five years to unsquander the first sixty-odd years. So far, so bad. In two unrelated incidents I wrecked my truck and very nearly bled out from a tear in my stomach lining, leaving me very weak for several weeks. Yes, folks, I was weak for weeks (bet you wish you'd thought of that one). Who am I? Where am I? Oh, yeah, back to work. Those fools with the pinger thingies found any wreckage yet?