Time rolls on. I have been remiss again. Living life and not doing much with the Blog. I could write and post a blog every day. I’ve been taking it easy. New fishing articles on this part of Texas are in the works. Other projects quiet, are being finalized, to launch when life changes.
Football season. I started out on fire.
The last two weeks I have been terrible. Four first place weeks, I hope to get back to the winners circle. I’d like to have a really good week again. Lately, tough for everyone. One guy bought my picks starting five weeks ago: Has two wins. Same type pool as the one I’m in. I’m likely to run it here starting next year. I’ll be into quite a bit by then: Training umpires. Entertaining fishermen. Update: A chance to be in first place a sixth time. That’s a good year.
Football: An unexpected death. “Robert “Robbie” Glanton, Class of 1993, has passed away. Robbie was one of the All-Time Top Ten football players from Agua Fria High School. From 1990-1992 he scored 47 touchdowns and holds the No. 2 spot for AF’s Career Touchdowns. He also holds the No. 2 and No. 3 spot for Season Touchdowns with 22 and 21.” I got to know him a little. I haven’t heard what happened. After Agua Fria he played at the University of Arizona.
The fishing guys, a little at a time, buying up my old stuff. Whittling down what I own. I’ll replace it all eventually.
A dream: Flounder and trout in Florida. The way it used to be. The days are gone where in consecutive casts you catch a 20 inch fish of each species. New rules. A closed season. It’s as if they finally listened. But are the regulations enough? Can things go back to how they used to be? People still watch what I have to say. Things that won’t happen: Five million people leaving Florida. Neil Taylor returning to Florida.
The college game: Tennessee fell. Clemson fell. Alabama’s season is basically smoked. TCU looks good. Ohio State, Michigan is the big game coming. Georgia worked their way back to the top. University of Arizona: Better than last year but getting beat most of the time. Michigan and TCU both barely survive. TCU finally loses. Looks like Michigan against Georgia
Today: Sitting at the pier. Talking to the fishermen. I took gear with me and I sold a bunch of it. Probably going to make that a regular thing.
Apartment living isn’t bad. I’ll look forward to going back to a house eventually but for now, this works just fine.
My phone. Contacts who died. I can still read those exchanges. Contacts. Dozens no longer alive. My brother Mark’s phone number still there. This phone, I talked to my father on it. Thought it was dying a week ago. It was just a faulty charger.
Leaving Florida, a better and better choice all the time. The fishing has crashed. Leaving Florida threw me into some turmoil. 15 months later, my health insurance is straightened out. Odd: They dropped me when I left Florida. They didn’t tell me, they just did it. Changes to my Medicare required, they had me on hold. Until now. Talking to the right people, life is put back in order. For those 15 months, I didn’t need anything anyway. Some of this stuff, you won’t hear about until later. I still have a lot of life extremely private. Being in Texas has helped make that easier. I’m on an island here. One one visitor? Got sick the day before he was to fly in. Hospitalized, that’s on hold. Ryan and Stacy are possibly coming. They are talking about a cruise out of Galveston.
Reinstatement of life: Fifteen months later. Leaving Florida they cut off my medical insurance. I had to wait until now to make changes. I have to wait until January to get the changes in effect. I get things back in February. The woman with the government I talked to today at the end I asked her “what do you think about this?” She said “You should have never been in this position. I should be able to fix it right now. I can’t.”
The bar is part of the daily routine. To the pier to kill time until he bar opens. The regulars are all my pals now. Rock Bottom.
The archives: The high school connection.
I talk to Wayne DesCombes regularly. I had him for Geometry. I’m glad I did. It was more about the disipline he taught me (more as my baseball coach than in class). The one thing I remember the most was that you had to turn in your homework/test papers up the rows and you were supposed to put your paper on top of the person behind you. It’s so he could grade them and hand them back easier. If you put your paper on the stack wrong it was a problem. I saw one person who did that twice in a week. He took the stack of them and threw them up in the air “It’s not that hard!”
Pretty funny stuff though.
Wayne enjoys retirement. I’d have never pegged him for a world traveler but he makes trips pretty much every summer, usually to Europe. He’s a class act and a good friend.
Class of ’88. Bob Gray, true story: I tore my rotator cuff the day before the season opener of baseball season my senior year pretty much ending my baseball forever. I had Gray’s weight training class and he was going to fail me because I couldn’t lift weights anymore. OK Fulton didn’t let that happen. I won’t say anything else but you can imagine my opinion of the guy.
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