GoodMan, I visit him every morning. Every time I type his name, I'm grinnin'. He's a funny little dude. My obit.'s gonna read: Crispy made her die laughin'. It's the dumbest stuff that sets me off sometimes. It's Only Child Syndrome or some shit. I don't fit in with the masses. It's OK. Ain't changin' at this stage of the game. Sometimes I'm just silly, Everybody!!! I'm gonna order my shirt with his funny little self on it, tomorrow, Everybody.
My family's on Facebook, pictures and all. I am too, just name, no picture, no texting. Too busy here, doing jig saw puzzles and reading from my zillion "favorites".