Tuesday is shopping day so I give myself a break from the long walks. As usual, I was disappointed that Royal still is out of quite a few items I want, especially in the frozen food section. I suspect that a combination of COVID-related shipping issues and general incompetence is to blame. Such is life.
I did receive another meat delivery yesterday from the woman who sold me those tasty ribeyes last time. This go-round I requested a beef roast and some short ribs.
What else? Well, it was sad to hear Eddie Van Halen passed away. I wasn’t a big fan (never bought one of his albums) but didn’t mind hearing his rock and roll on the radio. He was 65 years old, the same as me. And when people die at such a tender age it sure does make mortality loom larger in your thoughts. All the more reason to live large and happy while you can.
Life goes on for the rest of us. Beers at Cheap Charlies last night. Across the street from where I was seated, I could see my friend “mama” settling in for the night.
That’s it for today. I’ll post about my beach walk tomorrow. And my pot roast!
Looking forward to pics of the roast for sure.
re: cheerful “mama”
You see and/or meet the cheerful, peaceful poor people, and you realize that all the claims about how poverty is linked to crime and terrorism are bunk. Why are there no Hindu international terrorists, given the state of poverty in India? People of a certain ideology use poverty as a cudgel to make what are ultimately false political points.
Yeah, I saw the news about Eddie Van Halen earlier today. 65 years young. The Wikipedia article on him says he lived a hard, self-abusive life, and as a result, he suffered from a series of nasty diseases and conditions, including diverticulitis and tongue cancer. Yikes. As Tyrell said in Blade Runner, “The candle that burns twice as bright burns half as long.” RIP.
The thing I really appreciate about mama is that she never asks and always appreciates what you give. I’ve had a couple of beggars that weren’t satisfied with my offering. Of course, it was the last time they got anything. Ignorant bastards. I’d actually be willing to help mama more but she is a little mentally off. Even if I rented her a small place to call home I think she would still prefer street life. So, I give her food money everyday and she gives me an “I love you, papa”. Win-win.