Me: "I'm Dying" in Hello

Eric: I’m dying harder
me: I’m dying harder than Bruce Willis
Eric: I’m dying at a depth that may surprise you…

Those are usually the first text messages Eric and I share with each other…give or take a dumb punchline or two. My day’s were staring off at 5:45 AM and I knew that he’d be getting ready for work as I pulled in so it made it easy for the usual banter.

Well…tonight I started second shift. Usually eight hour sifts but for this week I’m doing tens. 3 P till 1:30 AM

Weird Al is coming to Huntsville and this guy has a ticket.

This will be my second time seeing him, as I caught him in Nashville last May. :-D

This is his first time playing here and I’m truly happy that he is. I don’t mind a road trip…but I have some body damage to my car that I need to get fixed from the wreck I was in last year. Don’t know if I wrote about it…some lady pulled out for and illegal turning lane usage and smacked into the back of me. She, “had,” insurance but when I spoke with my agent her’s had lapse. Basically boils down to you pay out of pocket…we MAY sue her. On my way home from work I can see it flap against the wind and that makes me nervous as shit.

All I can say is I’ve MISSED weekly pay and so glad to have it back again.
Saturday I’m getting that fixed…