  Pain! ...like I never had back surgery at all. I went down on my knees in Auto Zone getting my headlights redone. Not a good position to find yourself in at heteromale world. So I came right home, tears streaming down my face and whimpering. Shit. Can I go out tonight with the girls or not? guess I wont be finishing the gardening I began yesterday. Not until I sedate myself thoroughly. And even that doesn't seem like a possibility. I'm SOL today. On the Feline Front: I found new food for Jingo that has him eating. Like, actually eating; not just licking at his food until the gravys gone.
Soft dry food for old cats. Its pricy, but its better than having a furry skeleton gone stiff in the corner of a room. Altruism: I made another Walmart run today (chastise me if you like for throwing my money at the monster). While waiting for the light to change, I couldnt help but fish through my pockets to give a homeless man five bucks. He was so sunburnt, so worn and tired looking. he had a bike and a small radio with him that wasnt turned on (no batteries?). Here you go, man. Wow, far out. Thanks. Thank you so much. I smiled to myself at his use of the antiquated far out. I continued to fish through my car, remembering that I had a tube of sunscreen somewhere that I ought to give to him.
But he took off on his bike, presumably because he had enough money now to go get a drink. I expected to find him back there when I left Walmart. Expected it so much so that I bought him some stuff. A big bottle of SPF 45, a bottle of water, some cigarettes, a lighter, and even threw in the unopened bottle of beer I had in my trunk (dont ask). I had a whole bag to give him, so I set out to park close by the intersection to hand it over along with some words of encouragement and understanding. But he wasnt there. More than that, his place had been taken by another guy. This time a youngish guy who looked way too fit and able to garner sympathy from this woman.
I felt let down. For trying to be kind and being left feeling conned in a way. That spot do they coordinate shifts or something? Hm. I guess its important to remember that its not about my self-satisfaction. Who gives a shit if theyre organized? At least the guy could get a nip. Thats enough for a flask of whiskey. Enough to get a man into trouble. Or to make his day. 
