Check out this story. Really, just click on the link. I know you'll marvel at what you read. What does Forrest Gump say? Stupid is as stupid does? Next time I find myself lying on the road in the middle of a dark night with my head on the white shoulder line, I hope no good Samaritan calls the cops to help me out. This happened within walking distance of my house. You've heard the expression 'brain drain?' I think the intellectual contents of this rainforest sink we call Glenwood has long been circling.
This morning we had a bit of a scare. Our neighbor John took a tumble into the bushes right across from the end of our driveway. John wears a leg brace and has only one functioning arm, so he could not get up. My dog Doc barked ferociously, sounding the panic alarm. He knows John and watches for him to deliver our paper every morning. Touser, the neighbor's crazy terrier, yapped too. Good dogs! Who knows how long John may have languished there in the thicket before someone came along and noticed him. Ron went out to check on all the fuss and spotted John in the weeds. Poor John. Ron got him to his feet, then beckoned for me to join him. He needed a translator. John's pretty tough to understand. John insisted he was fine, but I walked with him to make sure he made it home. Our neighbor Leonard knows John well. He says John is prone to falling and that the tumbles have become more frequent in recent months. John refuses to use his cane. I can't say that I blame him, what with only one good arm. He struggles mightily when it rains, trying to retrieve the paper while he maintains grasp of his umbrella. He insists on walking - it's that or stay cooped up inside the house all day - so we'll all just have to keep a close watch over him.
Today's beautiful sunshine was ruined by vog, which came and went all day long, creating a noticeable haze, a sulfuric stink and that tell tale, funky fuzziness you feel on your tongue. Yes, you can taste vog. It has flavor and texture. Blech!
A hui hou. Aloha!
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