The numbers on my PNOP site are becoming staggering.. How does a number like that even happen?? I don't openly promote the site (yet).. There is no Facebook or Twitter promotion yet and I don't want to use them and right now won't as the site keeps getting bigger numbers.. It is beyond my imagination..
The entry here for the history of the BS we went through is started and should be completed sometime soon and posted .. Maybe.. By the first of next week.. No later than Wednesday.. Today was odd.. Strange.. Weird.. Mom wanted to see what Donald's band sounded like now, the way they look like they are going with bongo (Bob) look and I thought it might be interesting so I agreed to go and take her.. They have changed.. They added a lead vocalist or I should say vocalist (A person who at least seems like she can sing).. Oh yeah, the lead singer is a female.. When she doesn't sing she plays a tambourine and actually DOES play the instrument rather than just tries to (like the lead vocalist from when I was in a band).. She would play on the beat and opposite of the beat enhancing the rhythm, like a percussionist should be able to do.. The band was acoustic, no electric guitars, and they changed to a rockabilly sound (country type of sound).. This could be good.. I'm not sure who's idea it was to change directions but it sounded better than they have before..
Here's the ticker: We arrived and a dance team were about to start and when they got done the people on the bleachers cleared out and we moved in to sit down and there was a guy standing there and we excused ourselves to get mom to sit on the bleacher and it was Jan, Lucy's brother and the gal on the bleacher next to him, you guessed it, the wicked bitch of the west Lucy, turns around and says high and there was Ian as well.. Mom got on the bleacher and I sat right behind the coldest person on the planet.. And didn't say a single word to her the rest of the time we were there and that was JUST FINE..
Badge Henry
(P.S. Maybe.. Maybe not.. As much as I want to complete that entry with all the BS from the past few years, I am thinking maybe not right of way.. Maybe let it stew.. I have over ninety percent of it done, just a few more little bits of it are left, mostly the FB IM from when I got hurt and my opinions about how it could have been handled.. I could have handled it better no doubt, truth is I should have just sent the first line (the heads up part) and then crawled away from the computer.. But she started up and got me riled up.. Saw her FB entry from some budda thing and all I could think was that is really deep.. Very deep for the shallowest person I've ever met.. )
The entry here for the history of the BS we went through is started and should be completed sometime soon and posted .. Maybe.. By the first of next week.. No later than Wednesday.. Today was odd.. Strange.. Weird.. Mom wanted to see what Donald's band sounded like now, the way they look like they are going with bongo (Bob) look and I thought it might be interesting so I agreed to go and take her.. They have changed.. They added a lead vocalist or I should say vocalist (A person who at least seems like she can sing).. Oh yeah, the lead singer is a female.. When she doesn't sing she plays a tambourine and actually DOES play the instrument rather than just tries to (like the lead vocalist from when I was in a band).. She would play on the beat and opposite of the beat enhancing the rhythm, like a percussionist should be able to do.. The band was acoustic, no electric guitars, and they changed to a rockabilly sound (country type of sound).. This could be good.. I'm not sure who's idea it was to change directions but it sounded better than they have before..
Here's the ticker: We arrived and a dance team were about to start and when they got done the people on the bleachers cleared out and we moved in to sit down and there was a guy standing there and we excused ourselves to get mom to sit on the bleacher and it was Jan, Lucy's brother and the gal on the bleacher next to him, you guessed it, the wicked bitch of the west Lucy, turns around and says high and there was Ian as well.. Mom got on the bleacher and I sat right behind the coldest person on the planet.. And didn't say a single word to her the rest of the time we were there and that was JUST FINE..
Badge Henry
(P.S. Maybe.. Maybe not.. As much as I want to complete that entry with all the BS from the past few years, I am thinking maybe not right of way.. Maybe let it stew.. I have over ninety percent of it done, just a few more little bits of it are left, mostly the FB IM from when I got hurt and my opinions about how it could have been handled.. I could have handled it better no doubt, truth is I should have just sent the first line (the heads up part) and then crawled away from the computer.. But she started up and got me riled up.. Saw her FB entry from some budda thing and all I could think was that is really deep.. Very deep for the shallowest person I've ever met.. )
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