If I can get ahold of him, I would like to have lunch with M. Bell who was also a foster brother in my home during the program. There is also Metal God who is not too far away, and Leigh Bright who I hit it off with so famously during the squabbles that went on during the Safetynet/Issac wars. (I still clean up real good) There is a real possibility that a reunion could be in the near future. Moving to Tennessee is gonna be like moving to Mexico for me. My dollars will go alot further up there.
The weather in Florida has alot to do with why people act the way they do. The heat and humidity just sap the strength right out of you. If it were not for air conditioning, I think the state would still be a frontier wilderness. With air conditioning, people are clustered into their little oasis's of comfort and it creates a really clique like environment. Not too many "real people" brave the environment down here. I remember working on the sidewalk crew damn near killed my ass and then found out later that my meds were a very big factor. Take that Arthur McDuffee incident that happened in 1980 and sparked all those riots. Them cops got hot fast on his ass. I think one of the reasons they beat his ass so bad was because they had to drag their pussy ass crisp clean shirt wearing asses out of that comfy air conditioned squad car and deal with a billigerant moron that was high on PCP in the Ninety Plus degree head on a swealtering hot night. I just hope I don't get attacked by a damn Black Bear taking out the trash some night. I hear it don't even do any good running, cuz them suckers can climb trees. Well, I am going to try and say by to Melvin by giving him a sticker before I go. Once I am settled in up there, my brother in law is gonna get us hooked up to DSL. Hopefully I will be able to get back to doing posts like I did in the old days. It's just too damn hard to get into it in the library with all the bullshit going on all around you. Plus I don't have access to alchohol, which always helps shake loose some memories. See ya all Later, Bob