The whole time I was walking Debby I was singing “Gangsta’s Paradise” in my head.

So last night I was looking at Facebook and my nephew, Dave’s sister’s son who lives in Florida said he and his wife and child were staying on his boat during the hurricane.

I thought this was really stupid.

I did hear from them this morning and they are fine.

Since I gave them that boat I explained how embarrassed I would be if they had died or been blown away.

It’s shocking how kids these days only think of themselves.

Once again I want to recommend the greatest TV show I’ve seen in a long time ” A Place Called Home? on Acorn.

Why you should listen to me:

Even my sister Marcia agrees.

Why you shouldn’t listen to me:

1. I watch every Bravo show and if I could figure out how to do it I would constantly comment on the recaps because I have loads of opinions on them
2. The only reason the first line of this post didn’t say “Gangster’s Paradise” is because I saw it correctly on Huffpost before I pressed “Publish”

Now Zen

I don’t know if it’s because I’m old or what but moments of my life flash into my mind every once in awhile.

Some are good, some are upsetting, and some just are.

For example when I was a teenager I had a party.

It must have been a Friday night because my parents weren’t home. They played cards every

Friday.

Why they let me have a party when they were out stymies me but maybe my sister Marcia was home.

I was the fourth kid so they didn’t pay that much attention to me.

Anyway some kids from another neighborhood came uninvited. (I’m thinking “not Jewish”,therefore way sexier than the ones who were invited)

Anyway the party got out of hand (not my words but those of the cops).

But here’s the part that came to me in the night.

One of the boys (Jewish) went up to my father and said “Excuse me Mr.Smith but while I was dancing with your lovely daughter someone stole my glasses and my socks”

BTW in case you’re interested I had Covid and now I don’t so let those hugs be acoming!

Now Zen..

Or is it the same fly?

Maybe he thinks this is the only way to get my attention.

I may be engaged.

And it’s only 9 a.m.

So I go into the kitchen, look down at Debby’s bowls and what do I see?

What appears to be a dead fly in her water.

Now I knew this would be unacceptable because Debby is a very fussy eater which is why I always give her choices at mealtimes.

Today we have chicken , roast beef and dry food (she never touches that).

I only put that there in case I drop dead so she’ll have something to eat that isn’t me until someone comes.

So I pick up the water bowl and put the fly on my finger only to find that he was just unconscious and was beginning to become alert. I hold him for almost a minute while he dries his wings.

He then flies (get it?) away.

Watching him I felt real affection. I will never swat a fly again.

This is not the first time I saved an animal from certain death.

In Florida I held a pelican while a fisherman cut the fishing line that was wrapped around his snoot.

I don’t want to call myself a hero.

That’s for you to determine.

I was going to rant about what a shitty dishwasher Bosch is but I wrote it on Facebook so I don’t want to kill a dead horse.

Which I wouldn’t because I am a …….you know.

Now a picture of someone who is NOT an animal lover.