Lord, I wish I could roll back this entire last month and make myself disappear when my boorish, stupid personality rears its ugly head here, my home, where I come to make myself feel good.
Blame it on the dementia? No, because that wouldn’t be correct. I was being a 100%, card-carrying, dyed in the wool, assholin’, hateful sonofabitch and I don’t deserve any kind of a “pass” because I’m crazy and “allowances” must be made. Nope, this was totally me being verbally cruel and I apologize to both of you, Exapno Mapcase and Lightnin’.
So I’m taking this all on my “shoulda known better” head.
I’m holding it together pretty well most of the time, but when I slip up, it seems like I don’t just “slip” from a walk, but from a running start.
Please forgive me both of you, my bud Marley23, and most of all you guys - my * family*. If we were all the Waltons, I’d be lucky to be alive, I think.
Bill