“There’s a drug called brown-brown from Africa. It’s a mixture of cocaine and gunpowder. You turn numb and stay awake for days.”  From “Road Hogs” by Elmore Leonard

I’m not crazy you know. Not yet anyway.

While I have been pushed to the edge by many things and a few people, this revolving door of winter weather may be the final straw.

This old bod of mine does not handle change as well as it once did, especially weather. The morning temp here was 30 with a wind chill in the teens. Huh. It was 70 yesterday. Can they blame this on Bush?

Alarm goes off – open door – step out to log a worker in – slip and fall on my knee. Ouch. 20 mph wind slams me.   Got lucky. No bones broke – no blood loss – did not rip the door handle off.

Good God…………….what has become of me?

“Can we actually “know” the universe?  My God, it’s hard enough finding your way around in Chinatown.”  – Woody Allen