I’ve known my next door neighbor for thirty years, and he’s an old steel mill worker at one of the region’s various former mills (all pretty much gone nowawdays, but back in the day it was good times around this region), and he’s one of those guys who basically did his 40 years than had his pension wiped out by raiders like Mitt Romney, so these days he lives on what is left and has a full time job as a security guard at the casino/race track. At any rate, on his days off, he is always in bed by 8:30 or so. From my back porch I can see his living room and tv, and you can pretty much set your clock on him going to bed at 8 to 8:30 pm. Usually it’s right after Wheel of Fortune. He is in his 60’s and has had a couple heart attacks, so I was just on the back porch having a mojito and a cigar, and I saw his door was open and the tv was still on.
I debated for a bit about going over to check on him, and decided I could deal with him being mad at me for waking him up, but I could never deal with him dying because something happened and I didn’t check. So I went over and knocked, and the poor guy almost fell out of his fully stretched recliner. I told him what I told you above- “You’re never awake after eight and I know you have heart issues so I just had to come check and BLAH BLAH BLAH.” He laughed and told me his sleep schedule is off because he has a couple days off, and then thanked me for checking. I still feel kind of silly.
I kind of do the same thing with my parents. If they don’t answer their cell phones or home phone, I try again, then call the siblings to see if they still aren’t answering and ask if they knew where mom and dad are, and if they have no idea, I head down. Sometimes I don’t want to make them feel old and I just check the garage, and if the cars are gone I drop it.
Had a good day- nice weather, went to a town planning commission meeting (I’m a member), then came home and the Ills and I made some more portabellas, corn on the cob, tomatoes, and some crab cakes. I’ve also perfected the best stevia mojito, because as a fatbody, I really don’t need a shitload of sugar in my drinks.
What are you all up to? I think I’m gonna watch Parker after the Sharks/Kings game ends.