Bad Influences Abound…

It seems like something out of a Jeff Foxworthy comedy skit. Dad employs a man whose abbreviated name is J.W. to do his landscaping and yard work around the house.  I was heading down my parent’s back steps ready to head back home with my daily sodas when J.W. lent me an earful and usurped my quick drive back to my abode.. “Let’s go fishing over at y’all’s pond in God’s Country,” J.W. told me almost pleadingly with his toothless grin. I told J.W. that I would go with him soon.  Just not today. It was lightly raining as we stood there in the driveway. I was interested that moment in getting in my dry car and heading home. There were sodas to be had! My overprotective father called me when I got back to my house. “J.W. told me you two are going fishing soon.  You don’t need to go with J.W.,” my father said. “He drinks lots of beer all the time and I am afraid you will too.” Oh lordy, I couldn’t help but laugh! Mended Dreams… I am most likely going to get another high definition monitor for my blogging and browsing computer.  My only worry was that my Intel integrated graphics couldn’t handle running two monitors side by side. I sighed with relief when I hooked up another monitor and everything worked splendidly. All I had to do was to plug the secondary monitor in and the particulars were handled for me by Intel’s driver. It doesn’t get any easier than that.

Source: The 4th Avenue Blues - March 12, 2014 Category: Mental Illness Authors: Andrew Quixote Source Type: blogs