It's been a while since I've sat at my desk and typed you guys a letter. So much stuff going on right now. I at least now have a nice new keyboard to type on. I unfortunately spilled a soda on my previous keyboard and it became hard to type since the keys became stiff. I was thinking about writing all week. I realized today that I haven't written a Ghettoblaster or a Protector in I don't know how long. I also need to get back on track to finishing my father's biography. I've been preoccupied with other things, mainly work and family. I now give you the last few months.
As some of you know I have become obsessed with the thrift store, antiques and anything I can buy and sell. My latest obsession took the thrift from the store to the Internet. I recently discovered Shopgoodwill.com. It's basically an online thrift store crossed with Ebay. It' so cool. You browse through their items by category. After you setup a free account, you can bid on items. After 7 days, if you have the highest bid, you win the item. It is then shipped to your home. This has been a gift and a curse. I've bought a vast array of items. The items themselves have been quite affordable. Where I got bit in the ass, was the shipping. Although, even with the shipping cost, some of the items have been more affordable then buying them retail. The best part is since they sell a lot of items from estate sales, you find a lot of great antiques. You also see alot of great collections. The categories cover everything from toys to collectibles to transportation. They add new items everyday. I've found some great stuff on there. Including my cool new keyboard. It was brand new, sealed in the box. It is from Microsoft. With an ergonomic wrist rest, hot keys, and two USB ports on the keyboard. New, it runs about 60 bucks. I bought for 5 bucks and paid 17 with shipping. The first item I picked up was a sommilier corkscrew from the forties. It is sterling silver and made in Italy. I then acquired a clock from the 1940s. It is made by Westclox. It winds up and is made of steel, brass and glass. It has a cool art deco look. I also found some great collectibles. I bought a pitcher shaped like a classic Coca Cola glass. I also bought some soda bottles that date back to the early 1900s. Two from Chero Cola and one Buckheits. The last item I received is a hand blown glass mini pitcher for water. It was distributed by Tullamore Dew, a Irish Whiskey that I began drinking a while back. I've slowed down a bit. I have a couple more items coming. After that I will stop for a while. I was bidding on too many items. At times I would bid, but after a couple of days I would realize that I really didn't want or need the item. Lucky for me I didn't win every item. If I had won everything, I would have bought 3 times as many things.
Not everything has been positive or enjoyable lately. About a month ago I read online that someone that I went to school with was sentenced to 20 years for vehicular manslaughter. This made me quite sad. Not because I felt that it was unjust. In reality I hardly knew the person. They came from and grew up in the same neighborhoods as I. We went to some of the same schools. What made me sad was how complete strangers were commenting on the article about the conviction. It's true that what they did has incomprehensible. With previous DUIs, they were drinking and driving with a suspended licence. Two men were on the side of the road exchanging information after a fender bender. They came barreling down the road and hit both men. One man was thrown and the other was pinned and dragged under the vehicle. This happened near my home and it could have been anyone in my family or a friend. After over a year the jury decided to convict and sentence to 20 years. I'm not in anyway defending the person or their actions. What I didn't appreciate was the fact the people were writing horrible judgments about this person. In essence this could have been me. I don't think anyone that knows me would have appriciated the way these people sullied this persons character.
More recently my family suffered a great lost. My wife's aunt passed away after battling cancer for the last few years. When I first met her, she was robust and full of life. She was always joking and making faces. Even though we saw her condition deteriorate over the past year, it was all so sudden. I felt somewhat guilty about not being able to attend the funeral. It was impossible for me to get away from work. From what I've been told it was a nice ceremony befitting of such a joyous person.
Other then that, it's the same old story for me. A lot of time at work. Thrift stores on my days off. My brother and his kids come over everyday. It's overwhelming at times. They have improved over the days. They now say hello to my wife when they arrive, for the most part. They clean up after themselves, for the most part. I taught them how to play dominoes and black jack. This has brought us a bit closer. Now the problem is, they wanna play all the time. I'm trying to be as understanding as I can, but they still get on my nerves at time. To make matters worst we had more house guests. I knew my sister and niece were coming. The day before they came, my mother informed me that two other people were coming. It was OK at first. The other guests were a friend of my brother and her daughter. The little girl was 5. She followed my daughter all over the house. She played with everything and never put it away. I was so annoyed with all these people in my house. Oh yeah it's still my house, right?
It's all a blur. It seems that I'm always driving to or from work. There are always a bunch of people in my house or a bunch of cars parked in driveway. I always get home just after all the soda ran out or the food was all eaten. The best part is when I come home from work, but I have to go right back out to get soda or buns, even though there are 3 cars parked in front of my house. The people that drive those cars have been chilling at my house all day, but apparently had no time to go get what we needed to eat. I feel like telling everyone the get the hell out, but then my mother will never talk to me again. I need a vacation from my life. I wouldn't mind being in a Corona ad for a while.
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