President Obama awards Bob Dylan the Presidential Medal of Freedom, “our Nation’s highest civilian honor, presented to individuals who have made especially meritorious contributions to the security or national interests of the United States, to world peace, or to cultural or other significant public or private endeavors.”
I’m more than stressed out right now and my mind is just whirring
- My uncle Lee is terminally ill. His oxygen levels are dropping and not coming back up. He’s on ventilation, and under the care of Hospice. He is on so much morphine that his moods are violent. They keep upping his doses of morphine which is tended to slowly poison him to kill him.
- My uncle Dean has throat cancer which they downright told him that it’s gong to be terminal.
- Lastly, I might never see my sister again, or atleast for a long time depending if things ever become mended
What I did with my room and the albums
From left to right:
Bob Dylan, Spooky Tooth, Pat Penetar, The Guess Who, Stealers Wheel, Odyssey, Johnny Cash, The Beatles, Pat Garrett, Jimi Hendrix, Joni Mitchell, Peter Frampton, Queen, Johnny Cash again
| Me: | Today Bob Dylan turned 71, wow he's getting so old |
| Cameron: | Who's that, is it that black guy who smokes the weed |
| Me: | I can't even right now. WHAT? Are you serious. I can't even right now? |
| Cameron: | So is it the black guy with the weed |
| Me: | I can't even right now. No, that's Bob Marley |
So my mom is getting a tattoo next Saturday
I did not see this coming… not at all… not at all.
The lightning storm today after coming back from the Shaw Air Show
The first picture is of my neighbor’s house across the street, and the others are of the tree in my back yard. I hate lightning storms. You can predict what we’ll be doing tomorrow. Cutting down a tree perhaps.
