If the first day of 2009 was any indication of the rest of the year, it should be a blast. I woke up with one heck of a katzenjammer. I went to my grandmothers for our traditional New Year’s lunch. We had collards, black-eyed peas, ham, cornbread, chow chow, fatback, and enough Earl Grey to drown a pig.
After our extended lunch, I taught my Uncle how to take really good pictures with his new camera. I also tuned up his new laptop so that it would run more efficiently. We babbled for hours about all sorts of subjects.
Later that evening, I went to the store to pick up some essential ingredients for supper. As I made my way out the exit, I discovered a young man and woman arguing. I didn’t pay it any attention until the bloke started man handling his girlfriend. I told him that I’d stick my steel toed boot so far up his backside that he’d be spitting out lead for a week, if he pushed her again. (I have a very low tolerance for men hitting women.)
The guy looked me up and down then apologised to the girl. From what I understood, she hadn’t called him in a few days, so he came to her work and demanded to know why she was ignoring him. He let his emotions get out of hand. The manager came out and wanted to know what the heck was going on. The guy was banished from the property. I left victoriously but kind of felt bad for the guy, for I know what it is like to be blown off.
As soon as I arrived home, my cousin called and wanted me to come over and work on his computer. So, I grabbed my gear and headed to his house. We worked on the PC and talked about skirts (women) ‘til 1AM this morning. It was an interesting day!




There are people who let life happen around them, there are people who wait for life to happen to them, and there are people who make life happen for themselves.
You’re a do-er and not a watcher. I wish I had the guts to be like that.
Very true, K8. I spent too many years being passive. It’s about time I turn from an introvert to an extrovert.
I normally very quiet, as you know, but on occasion I’m loud and aggressive.
JD,
Are Peace Corps applicants meant to threaten the application of steel to soft flesh?
Ian, I hope not. The Peace Corps bumped me due to medical reasons. I’m headed back to University in little more than a week. Thanks for the comment.