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Stupid Rolo

 

Today I am thankful for rediscovering myself. 

Maybe that is the purpose of the dreams? 

I'll figure it out. 

So, not eating after 9:00pm helped for about four days. 

I bought a huge bag of Halloween candy for work as I took a couple of days off and wanted to make sure the women were stocked up.  There are zero men in my workplace.  It's an all female facility. 

Women NEED chocolate. 

Being dumb, I took one tiny Rolo from the bag and ate it.

That was idiotic.   

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I staved off sleep until 5:00am.  I had nowhere to go, was stuck at home due to the snow so I slept in. 

It wasn't so bad, this time - just weird. 

It was November 3, 2020 - election day. 

I was visiting a tall faceless man in either a hotel or apartment.

 We were on our best behavior as he had a  toddler with him. 

The child and I were playing.  He was trying to talk me into voting. 

"I do not trust that Colorado mail ballots are counted," I say as I tell him if I bother to vote, I'll go to the local government building to vote in person, "Besides, I know one with a great café.  Wanna go?" 

He agrees so I let him drive me to the local city building.  We stop at the café which used to serve great gyros and all three of us wind up with burned hotdogs and slop.  The kiddo doesn't care as we are still playing.  Holding the child, I try to pay for the meals and my companion tells me that we shouldn't pay for things that were not what we thought we were getting. 

Then he starts making fun of the food. 

The cook starts to look hurt, so I pay for the meals and take a bite out of pity. 

Then my companion starts to joke about the "fake music" I play. This was one of those rare occasions where I actually have a funny retort. I start to laugh and the bread goes up my nose. 

I'm coughing and laughing so hard, the only thing I manage to say is his name.
 
Damn it! 

This is where I wake up.  

Yeah, I am listening to bizarre music.  I'm trying to learn to rap.  I figure I'll probably have to host karaoke parties if I decide to keep my job. 

Can't do it.....AT.....ALL.  

The lyrics are often so absurd, they make me laugh hard.  I literally choke. 

My favorite composer is Cole Porter.  I have a couple of songbooks.  Once I clean up my house, I'll practice some Cole Porter.  

It makes me want to buy another alto or soprano sax, though.  Someday - 

The classics often sound great on sax. 

My instrument collection pales in comparison to what it was when I got married years ago.  

Love ya, 

S. 

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