Mr. Melendez called. He wanted me to come into the shop today and start working…the only problem is that he called me at 10am, and I had already carpooled to my day job 25 miles away…sigh. I was all set to clear everything I had planned for tomorrow, but he doesn’t want me tomorrow…he’ll call me tomorrow about me showin’ up on Monday. Bootmaking…bulletin boards…day jobs…taxes…stuff’s bangin’ around my head like bumper cars.
…I wish it was pinball ‘cuz then lights would be going off.
