Thursday, July 31, 2014

Lovely day. Decent temps. No rain. Just residual mud puddles from yesterday.

Finished the Doctors visit yesterday, Saw a wobbly trip out to the truck and still aren’t tracking straight.

Called the Doc’s office and asked the bill and they claimed it wasn’t tabulated and I insisted. They went all ballistic and claimed leagally speaking, to have three days to post charges.

I was forced to calm down, thinking that any more rabble rousing by myself would result in irreparable damage to my pocket book. I man, why mess with the creditor before the bill is presented. Right.

So. That part is over. Now it is back to a different office to have the skin cancer diagnosed.  Comes from all those year as a chesty life guard on the beach, I;m sure and hours sitting in jeeps touring five square miles of open terrain.

After all that, and when it’s cared for, I suppose I’ll be fit for decent company and presentable enough for a rodeo clown.

_____

From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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One Response to Thursday, July 31, 2014

  1. Linda Geenen says:

    Pooie! Skin cancer! Hope your smiley face kicks ass over all ails.

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