The Nod-a-way House will be the name of this joint for today at least. Glenda invited three ladies over last evening for a little bite to eat, (Bratwurst with chips and Pork and Beans), and a few rounds at the poker table. It took till after 10:00 before everyone of us oldies would admit to having enough of the games. Then Glenda couldn't get off a stupid TV program till 11:30 which put us way out into our regular sleep time without any. I ended up losing twenty five cents while Glenda won fifty cents so the evening didn't cost us much more than the sleep.

One thing, I can honestly say that being the only male in this bunch was a heck of a lot more enjoyable that the time I was selected for jury duty along with eleven women. Hoo boy!

Anyhow, I imagine there will be a bit of nodding taking place around here today. It will take a better book than the one I'm reading and a better NASCAR race than what has been, to keep my eyelids from creeping down preventing me seeing what is. Instead, as I snooze, I'll be left to seeing old movies of past happenings. Because dreams are so uncontrollable you never know just how twisted and never happened type things will be exposed to your defenseless sight. Some can be better than was, or could be of one of those unconscious wishes that never was at all, yet most will be of a terribly screwed up twisted view of a semi-real of the past. You never know if you'll wake angry, scared or smiling and happy as a Lark.

That last word up there brings up to me a sure thought that this note went way past a should have been ending!

"Man's greatest freedom is the freedom of his mind."~Anon