Saturday, September 30, 2017

Cadillac Man is on the Ground in DFW on the Trail of the #Blotto

Disclaimer: this is straight-up writing of active lung cancer in me but nothing in the #Blotto set of articles has been written with thoughts of trying to shock or disturb.  I am using in-home hospice and that's the best circumstance I could hope relative to being in a hospice clinic or, worst of all, to be admitted into a hospital.


Cadillac Man texted me from only about thirteen miles from here so he's definitely got his Pilgrimage happening.  The anticipation will pend just a while yet since he will coming over here at noon tomorrow.  Meanwhile, he said he had to go to Walmart ... where Big Things happen in Texas.


He's looking a little tired from the flight but said he's feeling fine and is ready to rock.  UH!

Note:  that makes one of us, Brother Larry, but the spirit is grand.


He's got his full kit running since he has Skype and the whole package.  Through that path, we may be able to conference with Cadillac Man's daughter and her two-week old baby, Charlotte.  That should be extraordinary after I have not seen his daughter since she was, maybe, seven or eight years old. Mystery Lady painted a portrait of her back at that time and Cadillac Man displays it proudly to this day.

The Pilgrimage jam is the only game in this town this weekend and there are some background difficulties but they won't stop it.  No chance.


There's no major change to the health status and surreal is the best way to describe it.  There's no need for an extended report.  Cadillac Man has his own trips and giggles with health and what could be better than stereo health report from both of us at once.

Zen Yogi:  cruising the canals of Venice with a Zombie gondolier?

No-one would want to miss that, for sure.


Much love to you all.

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