It’s mighty quiet today on the OK Corrall.
The hospital is like a ghost town today. So many department heads have blown this pop-stand. Kinda like D-Land yesterday, eh?
Where have you people been?? I waited up all night! I thought you were dead in a ditch somewhere!! You just wait till your father hears about this!!
Oh sure… give your tired excuses:
“I was at a Superbowl party.”
“I hosted a Superbowl party.”
“I had to have my spleen removed.”
Excuses only sound good to the one who gives them!
Denial is not just a river in Egypt.
And various other clichés.
You have an obligation here. You have entries to write, diaries to read, comments to post! Back in Grandpa’s day, they didn’t have diaries! They had to just swallow their feelings and never get any appreciation for their humor or their other forms of creative release. They had to just beat their head against a rock when they felt inspired. And they were grateful for that rock! They had lumpy heads and THEY LIKED IT!!
You didn’t hear any mealy mouthed excuses from Gramps about Superbowl parties and spleen removals.