Wednesday...... at the Office....

Its Wednesday at the Office..... 

Tomorrow I make four years here, full time, there is only three years left till retirement again.... you are vested at 7 years here....  

A second retirement...  in just 36 months... if my health continues to hold up......   sometimes I doubt it.... 

Rambling Thoughts.......

There are other factors.... some of it is the neighborhood stress.. in some cases I want to move to another part of  the city, in some cases I want to re-locate back home to the farm or back to Baton Rouge...   I still have friends there.... home (the farm) is only 45 minutes north of Baton Rouge.... ... then in other thoughts I want to just live my life by my self, not having anyone... becoming a solitary person... with very few close friends... I think I have achieved that...to some point ... no large numbers, .. dinner parties of four including myself.. nothing larger as in the past.. 

My career has seen its bumps, lows, stressors. and so many achievements ...  ..  at this point I am at a mid point... I have gone back into therapy.... I think its time to begin making plans for after the second retirement... what will I do to occupy my time... . 

I have in the past isolated my self up here at Post du Rapides..... over the years... in Feb 16, 2021 I will have been here 30 years... there has been stretches that I didn't leave the area for a year or so..  I use to travel a lot.... the years wained on... and travel lost it luster... I became sedimentary ... I might need to pick up the pace and start leaving on the weekend... 

You never know what might find you or you find something ... out of the Parish...

Conclusion........ It's Wednesday... 

Yep its Wednesday at the office and tomorrow is October 1st... time passes on... 

 

Saturday..... So Quiet

 Yesterday I left the office and headed to the house, I have been needing to tidy it up...get a head start on Friday Afternoon.... Which..... turned into almost cleaning the entire house ...

Then it was time for .a lil supper, its seems that I am alone more now than before Covid... No on visits like they use to.... 

So before I turned in I sat on the front porch.... ... smoked a cigar, FT with the family member, then went to bed...

Woke up around 4am... the back to bed... 

Then up and at 'em on a Saturday Morning.... Not much to do.... 

Its a reflective day... 

Today..... is so very Quiet here.... in the Garden District........

Quiet .... Still..... Tranquil ....... No Movements........ 

Easy Day.... drifting into the mid - Afternoon 

Friday.... and the temp was 70 degrees ..... Life on a Friday Deep in the Heart of Central La.. Nothing Better

 Just a lil bit cooler on a Friday... that becomes hopefully an easy weekend....  

Friday Footing is by Lucchese Boots . Full Quill Ostrich .... Desk Book is written by Mitch Landrieu... with various objects d' art on the desk..... 

Almost Sour Mash Whisky time... but just not yet... too many mosquitos still buzzing around. especially in the back yard by the fire pit.. but soon .. will be watching the lights of the airplanes streak across central Louisiana.. 

Part II

May Ruth Bader Ginsburg Rest in Peace.... 

Let's Remember Her Accomplishments and Her Faith... and Her Strength . Yes.. Her Strength .. !!!!

Sitting here at the Office... Time is passing ... Things that come along .. To Think....

 We are suppose to have a slight bit cooler weather here in the next few days....  

Hurricane Laura did enough damage for a long time to come.... 

Hurricane Sally... missed us... Thank You .....

Father Heflin called today ... he seem to realize that I had lost two good friends here in the last two months...   Albin and Bill... both older than me... but each had a very particular role in my governmental and personal life.... It was nice of the Father to call... I appreciate his concern..  I did get a lil stuffy in the nose and a tear formed in my eye ... when he was asking if I was ok.. alright.. doing good.. etc..  He re-counted Bill's last few minutes on this earth... it was good to hear how peaceful and serene the passing was....  

Albin's death was tragic. he was out on one of his boats.. decided to swim to the bank of the lake... who knows what happen.. but he didn't make it.. 

I will cherish the memories of Both... 

Memories.. just memories.. and Life progresses on... Yep.... it progresses On......

Back in the Office Again.....

 It's Monday..... Red Beans and Rice. Monday .... 

Its time to get back to work.. review a few files.. help folks out... and carry on Life 

Mask it up.. Thats the hardest thing.. every time I leave out the office walK the hallway.. I got to Mask it Up... I'm doing it .. making it a routine... 

Here is Socks and Shoes.... Allen Edmonds .. Wilbert.. 

Phase 3.. Back to the Office Yesterday

 Yesterday,  even tho it was the anniversary of Nine Eleven ....  it was also the First Day of ......

The beginning of Phase 3... for the State of Louisiana as Proclaimed by Governor John Bel Edwards....

So I gathered up my self, washed the Beast... told whomever was in my parking slot to vacate it, and I arrived at the Courthouse at 745am yesterday.......

Had my sanitizer, mask, gloves and all appropriate equipment in tow.. 

The Courthouse is a maze of socially distancing signs, on the walls and floors, directing you to plexiglass walls, narrow document slides etc.... 

I was greeted by happy employees to see that the upper management staff .. the semi sickly ones actually (that is what 40 plus years of government can do for you) return to be among the staff and add support to the organization .. 

They had prepared my office with Welcome Back... Etc.. and ... placed the below sign on my door, knowing I would require everyone entering my office to be Masked Up

Tomorrow .. Oh.... Tomorrow

Our Governor.... under increasing pressure .....

Has issued that Louisiana will begin Phase 3 tomorrow... on the anniversary of 9.11


I will walk up those stairs tomorrow at 7:30am to get in the Courthouse .. for the first time since March 15th.... almost six months ... of working from home.....

I will have my mask, my hand sanitizer, etc... I have consulted with my doctor... she says that since the Governor issued Phase 3, not too much anyone can do.. it talks about vulnerable persons and interactions  to take precautions, wear a mask. etc .. the only thing is if he falls back to Phase 2.. then I come back home....

So, washed the dust off the car this afternoon.. drink me a scotch.. enjoy the late afternoon and....

Hope for the Best Tomorrow.... Oh Yes...... Tomorrow.....

The Biggie Over the Hump

Today...... I got a notice from CVS that I could schedule a Biggie Over the Hump Flu Shot....


So, I went online right then.... scheduled it . for today at 11am....   Within 10 minutes had the

Biggie Over the Hump Flu Shot... its for folks older than most people...

I am well on track .. with my vaccines ...

The pharmacist said it was for all of us over the Hump of Age. ..

That Cynical Snarl

The cynical snarl of people..... especially friends as Doubt crosses their minds.. can just give me the

Fuckin Red Ass


As I have written about in this blog my experiences that occurred after my diagnosis of being HIV +, my use of certain drugs that the Poz World uses to numb the pain, use as an equalizer, to escape from the burden, and so many other excuses... That I freely admitted too.. went to therapy about ..

I came away with a true assessment of who I was, not that I didn't know going into therapy. .. I have been seen off and on by three therapist over my life time, as a factual point in this entry.

All along the way, I have ran into good guys, bad guys, trashy guys, low life guys... and the list goes on... etc....

While most men that I have meet on this journey (After Poz) have not been friend quality . a few have.. . they tend to have three typical similar qualities.. job, vehicle, home or apt.

Some of these men, still come by and sit on the front porch... some come by and venture to the bed room occasionally ,. leave in the morning's dawn daylight....

When my neighbors see a car associated with one of these men, they automatically assume that "something is happening at Tom's".. that a bowl is being blown, that a snort is happening...that some form of regression. has taken place ....

I can guarantee One Truth.....  Me.. Yes Me.... . that I AM having  true uninhibited sexual pleasure...   I would hope that the other Man in the bed with me is having himself a good time also...

Then as they leave and see the neighbors gathered on the porches with their faces having that Cynical Snarl.. o... these men turn to me and say.... "Tom, I'm sorry for stopping by".. My reply always is .....

"Suga, if they only knew how much fun we had.... they would be watching at the window.."


As the week goes on... I see these same folks.. walk pass my home, say a pleasant hello.. and in their lil small minds... I see that cynical snarl...

Once this neighborhood was pleasant to reside in ... No one questioned who was leaving out the back door to the alley as the husband was coming home from the office.. no one wanted to know who was in who's bedroom and What were they Doing....    

The Righteous As I will now call them.... Should look inward to their own lives....  Then I should cast that cynical snarl their way...  NO I Can Not do that.. because Karma teaches us Not to do that.. but to give them a loving hello as they pass the front porch.....

Alton.......

Alton... 

It speaks of a man from Bentley, La..... a pine tree and po' folk area of Grant Parish

It speaks to a Man that has had to come home, to live among his Kin.........

It speaks to a Man I have Known... before he left some years ago... and Now on His Return ...

Alton.. 

The ever so strong bonds of friendship have endured.... over the years.... 

It speaks to his return and how he has had to cope in his daily existence .. 

Livin' among his Kin Folks....  being the first to graduate high school... to graduate College...

To become a success.. not in the Pine Trees ... but out in the world, over in Texas. .. H Town 

Now his return has brought old feelings, old emotions .. ..  a rise in hedonistic ways.. Again.... 

To Re-Start the Friendship.... . to re-kindle ... the Answer is Yes.. to Satisfy the Raw Urge... the Answer is Yes... to set the friendship moving towards a New Level the Answer is Yes......

The Text.........

Alton..............

"I know the chemistry is there for the nasty cum filled sex, but (and there is always a but) my mind is Venturing to another level

The essence of a Man and his ability to share and give it to another man is paramount in the forming of a deep and abiding friendship and the emotions that are connected with that sharing"

The Winds in the Pine Trees will tell the Rest of the Story

The Mundane of It All. Simple Life... Rolls On... Which is Good.......

Life is getting back to normal here... the slow pace of All... is creeping back into place......

I busied my self doing Parole Dockets today.. writing letters of objections etc....

The Mundane of it All...

I would rather the Mundane than having a stress.. I did get to go out and purchase a new iPhone case.. I .. the one I had for three years.. wore out....  Also ordered a protective cover for the iWatch.. so if it slips off the wrist it won't break into pieces ....

As stated previously the Courthouse is closed until Thursday morning ... they should keep it closed until next Tuesday.. after Labor Day.. ..

I have moved out of the home office to the dining room table.. just to have a lil break from the room..

I was FTiming with the Fourth .. yesterday.. he was working from his Great Grandfather's desk.. in his home office... . amazing.. we all have the same small eyes.. that folks take notice of when we are intensely in a conversation....  I was very proud that he was sitting at the desk that his GGF used in  1882 until his death in 1905.. .. its the Mundane ... the Simple Pleasures of Life.. that one notices most.....

Roll on Life...... Roll On.........