Sunday, June 1st, 2008

Packed up my doctor

And shipped him off to southern Illinois.

Had to hump a lot of his stuff up and down stairs, tripped and twisted an ankle on the ramp of the moving van, helped him drag a fishtank the size of a coffin up a flight of atairs and into a moving van.

Shame to see him go. We had developed a good relationship, beyond doctor and patient, he had become a good friend. A series of bad business decisions and personal problems have made him have to leave the area to avoid a business covenant. He’s a board certified internist, knows more about the human body and how it works than I know about machines, and that’s saying something.

Anyway, broke, tired, and beaten, he drove off for parts uinknown about an hour ago. I filled up his moving van with gas so he could at least get halfway, I think he has enough scratch to fill the tank up one more time. Hope that gets him to his new life.

Damn. Now I have to find a new doctor. Again.

Sippin’ on gin and juice

With my mind on my money and my money on my mind

Mark and SWMBO Alger have lost an old friend. Go give up some loving. Or i will kill you. Now.