"Much more to Death than Death,

 for killing drives man," - sle.  Cary Grant was great in the movie, "The Amazing Adventure."  The quality of the movie wasn't much, but proved money can buy happiness.  It was a cute movie.  Waiting for dishes.  Been watching a documentary series on modern navies seems like since WWI.  Early 1900's.  Amazing.  Aircraft carriers, battleships, had some film on the World Trade Center's two buildings.  Russia has a weapon, according to them, which can create tsunamis.  Amazing, when I realized how war and killing has advanced man.  Guess it has to.  How else would man advance?  Why would they other than killing each other?  Will man evolve above that?  Tomorrow, visiting around, including a visit to mom and dad.  Randy does amaze me.  He does love children.  Asks about Sweet Pea when I visit.  Why isn't she with me?  He knows how much she means to me.  Dreadnoughts.  Lead up to battleships, eventually.  Randy is a lot like mom with his personality.  Smokey is more like dad.  Civilians seem to suffer more in war.  Messed up on my medicine a little.  Doc wants me to take one in the morning instead of evening.  Not a big thing.  If I get the Ozempic, then I won't need that pill.  Won't need insulin.  Only one shot each week vs. every night.  Let me write the doc.  Oh, guess I will have to keep taking that pill for my kidneys, not so much for the diabetes.  The Ozempic will be more for that, and the heart, though it does do many things the pill does.  Have to use coupons though: the pill, zero with the coupon; Ozempic, as low as $25 per month, but will have wait to see with my insurance company.  The doctor just seems so much more personal than the other ones I had.  Definitely, more pleasant than the last one.  Does one's life just evaporate or does it become part of time?  Thought about quitting my writing, but naturally, this pops up.  Haha.  Time for bed, I hope.  A little earlier than normal.  Randy did mention Slotomania.  He plays it at work.  The attorneys he works for wants him there when they need him, so apparently, he gets a lot of free time on his hands.  God, how many nights and hours I played it.  Sometimes, maybe one or two hours of sleep.  Memories, haha.  God does make me laugh; life makes me laugh.  Sweet Pea is the greatest.  She came in and got the battery pack for her iPad.  It is mine, but got it for her.  Portable and rugged.  She likes it.  Had a couple of small things for her there with it, including some bath lotion, or something like that, for her.  I always fuss her for taking my stuff, like it is for me.  Use to have a green monster guy that worked for her fairy godmother, haha.  She knows it is me, but we do have our fun.  It makes her happy.  Hope I can make it pass Christmas for her, but then, again, maybe they will leave by than.  Do have some more mortgage stuff to do this week.  Have a name and number.  And, I still have some legal stuff concerning the mortgage, but have to wait until the right time to bring it up.  Might do some research on it.  Fingers-crossed.  Mortgage companies can mess up.  The day of incompetency is here, more than ever.  Tomorrow, just don't know why some people think I am so stupid.  They seem to be so scared shitless of me for some reason.  Makes me laugh.  They talk so big and brave, but so shitless.  Ain't so much I am shitless, I just don't like trouble.  I don't like getting angry and being pushed to losing my temper.  I know how easy it is to overreact to something and someone getting hurt.  For what, most of the time it is just BS.  Memories there of kids at Covington Middle School and their pull my finger thing.  I was a city boy and they were country hicks.  Tossed one or two down and started to beat them, but lucky, kids pulled me off, and I wasn't really hitting that hard.  Wild punches.  Mainly, caught them by surprise.  In time, I wasn't the new kid anymore.  Don't like fighting.  Sweet Pea in looking for Cheese Puffs, not the big bag, haha.  Bought some small ones with some other variety of chips.  She was satisfied, haha.  Carriers tomorrow maybe, haha.  Tomorrow.  Man drives off bridge at night no longer there and dies; following GPS.  It had been destroyed nine years ago.  Signs and stuff have been washed away over the years.  Incompetency.  Nine years.  Tomorrow.  Great morning.  Sweet Pea had a friend over and they were having fun.  Exercise, breakfast milk thing, then onto the road.  Dropped a couple of gifts off to friends, Dee and Bill, Janet's sister and nephew.  They have a nice place.  "Omelette", the word I was trying to remember earlier with Dee.  Been wanting one all day and got one.  Saw mom and dad.  The grass was fixed up and cut.  Was a piece of small dirt on their plaque.  Didn't see it until after the 1st photo.  Dusted the plaque and removed the dirt.  Afterr the next shot, found a piece of a flower arrangement, artificial, took another shot.  Walked onto the levee and took a couple of shots and one of the plant on the other side of the levee.  Walked to the fence and said bye again, and this time, I could feel a ton of others there: grandpa's and grandma's, my uncles and aunts, and of course, Aunt Lillian and Mother Mary, my guardian angels.  Even felt Valentine.  Mom and dad I felt.  They are at such peace.  Notice their plaque has black lettering, which isn't common.  Only a couple of others had it.  Last night, I thought about visiting and I wondered why.  I see them pretty regularly.  Then, it hit me.  Mom's name is on the burial plaque with dad's.  "Janet, it is none of my business.  I wish I could."  There were a few plaques with the husband's and wife's names on them.  Trying to think of a way to get something of her's up to Hoot's plaque.  I think she would like that.  Maybe, one day.  Hopefully, I have a few months or years to work something out.  Got Boo her pink cake pops from Starbuck's and some cheese and chips from Taco Bell, after Walmart and pancakes.  After iHop and my omelette.  It was good.  One couple and they left early.  Serve was something else, but she was nice.  Not the fastest, but I was in no rush.  Was enjoying the beautiful weather and the quiet.  Now, working on the summer schedule for 2023.  Won't be much.  Hoping for a good week.  Foot, heal completely or not, going back to the honey med for awhile.  More information on the mortgage stuff.  Prices are going up pretty good.  Can only pray it gets better.  Always wanted to be cold and realistic, like Mr. Spock, but seeing the coldness and heartlessness of the people here against their own... had a lot more written, but deleted it.  Why do I keep trying?  Sweet Pea is my only answer.  But soon.  A couple of old memories have been popping up and they have been making me laugh, "33" is the magic number.  Haha.  Been thinking about what someone wrote yesterday.  Belief and faith are not for God, but for man.  Belief and faith are keys to God, but God is God.  God is who He is, belief or not; faith or not.  God is an entity that we can't begin to comprehend.  His vastness, yet, His oneness.  God is so much more than man.  Anyway, I believe and I have faith.  God is who He is and I can't change that.  But I can try to get closer to Him.  I am trying.  Still got to submit or send my summer schedule.  Will think on the Janet and Hoot thing.  Know they are together in Heaven, and it will only be symbolic for something here on Earth, but it can't hurt to think about it.  As to if it works out, in God's hands.  Waiting on dishes, too.  Still didn't send it.  Something is bugging me.  Am I missing something.  In time.  Good night, God Bless.  Think of it this way, what can it hurt to believe and have faith.  Haha.  Cover your bases.  Luckily, you will hit a home run.  But God does have a wicked curve.  Haha.  Good night.