I've been clean and sober for 4 years now. I even quit smoking about a year and a half ago. The hardest shit I take now is coffee with powdered Wal-Mart creamer, Coke Zero and the occasional Benedryl or Dramamine to help me sleep. Sometimes I'll put Horchata in my coffee, too.
And yes, I am looking for more meaningful things in a woman than alcoholism. I want a girl who can ghost hunt and remain sexy at the same time. A sexy ghost hunter. Now that sounds about right.
I understand Sarah might be available. And you might hit the jackpot if she's a nice Jewish girl as well.
But here's another story that is really making me wonder as I just told Jazmunda in an inbox.
As amended & slightly added to.
I've been getting a lot of books to learn about how to do stuff on my Mac but some other ones to read or add to my paranormal collection. I can read some books in as little as a half an hour depending on the type. I have to take my glasses off to do so because right now it causes too much eye strain & gives me headaches to read with them on.
" But there's something else I AM seriously wondering about and literally right now.
I've been physically tired for weeks, dealing with the car, my gf being stressed out, broken glasses and then being sick. At times I get dizzy if I do too much and weak because I'm not getting enough sleep.
There IS a point to this story so kindly bear with me even more than usual.
I will admit to being a DIFFERENT kind of Jew. I played Santa on stage and loved it. I love the whole things surrounding Christmas and have always firmly believed that not everyone in the world is a jerk, particularly during holidays when you see people so stressed out and the jerks on line as well.
Anyway, I kind of always believed that there really IS a Santa. I know it makes me to be a nut but with my Dad being Catholic and my learning Latin and my Mother being Jewish and my learning some Hebrew, I came from two different worlds and learned about saints and popes before I learned the shema.
We moved around a lot and I didn't have many long term friends. Everytime I'd make one, we'd move.
My Mother finally told my Dad when I was 11 that I was going to start going to temple and be a bar mitzvah boy. Hebrew still eludes me to this day. I can't remember the different symbols, yet I learned Spanish with flying colors, some German and even some Japanese.
So ... on Tuesday, I went out to shop. Barnes and Noble were packed and I had gotten a money order returned to me in the mail because a company I wanted to buy a new vaccuum cleaner from on credit returned it to me, the one I have is terrible.So I thought I had put it in my wallet.
Yesterday I looked everywhere for that money order. It was only $30 ( and is not the one from Area 51 Drone but MY money ). It was not in my wallet, not on my Mac table, and nowhere on any of the other tables in my living room. Believe me I looked everywhere.
So I resigned myself to having to call the company and tell them I lost it. I can't find the receipt for it either. I do have the money order # because the company put it in their letter.
By my front door is a small table where the giant industrial fan sits. Yesterday I picked up the remote for my blu ray player and put it on that fan table. There's a big brick wrapped up in newspaper which is used to keep the fan from falling onto the floor from its spot on top of a big milk crate, but other than 2 bricks, there is nothing else there.
I go by that table when I go out to get my mail & to feed the cats.
Yesterday I got several books including Brad and Sherry Steiger's Santa Miracles. I have a lot of their books ( around 40-50, I think ).
I came home really tired tonight and needed a nap but I told myself I would read it for a while before I went to sleep. I wound up reading it all the way through. Some of the stories weren't very miracleish and some made me cry ( deep down I'm that kind of guy ) but as I finished it, I said to myself outloud.
" I wish Santa would send someone to help me clean up this place. Kathy couldn't come by today and I can't clean up much because I can't see very well. "
The $30 was going to go into my glasses fund which I will order Tuesday (finally ! ) with a trip to Costco, Coastal wants too much.
I finished the book and got up to go into the kitchen to check on the water that was boiling for my egg noodles for the chicken soup I made last night and there on top of the brick folded up was my money order. It had NOT been there when I went out to get my mail at 430 pm.
Now I'm really wondering.
Is there really a Santa Claus ?
Skeptics would say no but I am now more sure than ever that there is.
Of course, the next question is if he's secretly Jewish but that's for another time. "