Catchin' Up

     Just like General Mac Arthur, I have returned. It has been a long time, I know, and many of you I have disappointed as you miss my humor and witty comments. My posts make your day and if I don't post your day is not the same. I also have to come to grips with the majority of you don't care that I was gone.  That's OK too. At any rate, I thought I would catch you up on what has happened since November.
     It has been an eventful few months. I wish I could say that I have lived out a Country and Western song, but that would not be true. There were no trains, guns, prison stints, whiskey related bar stories, dead dogs, swimmin' holes, pickup trucks, cowboys or cheating ex wives.
     Wait a minute, that is not exactly true either.  After further review--this is almost the end of football season afterall, and I like it when they do an instant replay when the officials come back and say, "after further review'" so I am going to say that here--there were trains and pickup trucks. We moved from the huge megalopolis of Fresno to a small town north of Fresno called Merced. Anywhere in Merced you are near the train tracks and can hear them rumble through town at all hours. When we moved here from Fresno, we borrowed a Dodge Ram Diesel pickup truck to haul a U-haul trailer.

King Kong in happier days.

That's kind of country, isn't it, both the pickup and the U-Haul trailer? By the way, I didn't get to drive the truck. There was even a cheatin' ex wife, but I won't go into details here.
     What did happen?  Moved to Merced, Dad died, some family issues with step-children and my own children, worked on the book that I am co-authoring, sang in our church's Christmas program, had a run-in with a golf pro, picked up a new commercial client, worked on the group cruise I am putting together, and landed in the hospital for five days due to congestive heart failure. Did I mention we moved to Merced? It was quite an eventful few months.  I only played golf twice. What is this world coming to?
     I am writing again, the fact that I am posting my blog today is testament to that fact. We have moved and I am in my new office which is almost put back together. King Kong is looking down on me and my priceless "Dogs Playing Poker" poster is in front of me giving me inspiration. My coup collection made the trip safely and I am in my nest. The rest of the house is a mess, but my space has been resurrected. All is well with the world.