December 6, 2005

Getting out of the house again today. I have some routine visits scheduled with a couple of doctors in Columbia. The last visit should be over by 1:30 and I'm trying not to worry which way Glenda will make me steer the car to head home. If she pushes me toward I70, it is about 18 miles further but could cost several dollars more. There would be a couple of free meals included but who can tell how much free might cost? You don't need to be piped aboard but you do need a card to gain entrance to the casino area.

The gambling boats seem to be the only places that I walk to and into at a slow pace then leave almost at a run. One of these days, as I'm leaving, I hope to get enough courage to let the sounds going around in my throat loose just to see if I can understand them. They would probably come out as things that I wouldn't want anyone else to hear.

A very, very cold day here and I'm again without words to type................................Hum...

A mind, like a home, is furnished by its owner, so if one's life is cold and bare he can blame none but himself.~Louis L'Amour