The Mail Fraud Episode
Just reeled off the first season of Seinfeld after taking Pauli out into the frozen tundra in search of Morris. Thank god that’s behind me. No snow or ice yet in Deer Creek.
I’m in the midst of my thirty-seventh day on my vegan regime. It’s going well. I’ve already lost seventeen pounds despite my wife. She’s supposed to be doing this with me but she’s gaining weight because she keeps cheating.
Now she’s sending me out into the elements to go buy her some chicken kievs at the seafood place on May Avenue.
I’ll do it for her, but none for me as I’m still Master of my Domain.
I’m getting my right knee replaced this October so I can be like Tom Brady again. My goal is to lose a total of forty pounds before the surgery in late October.
I’ll get there because I’m determined to show my two-year-old grandson a few things on the slopes next time we visit next snow season in Denver.
He made a couple of disparaging comments in regards to my movement range at the park in Bonnie Brae last time we were there.
What he will see from me on the slopes is my ass as it swooshes past him with relative ease. No mocking…just swooshing.
Back to Seinfeld.
Marlene the Cashier Episode
I love this episode from Season 2. This ending scene is symbolic to me because it reminds me of my departure from the Daily Thunder when I just couldn’t do it anymore because the content was just so incredibly soft and fluffy.
I know exactly what Marlene was trying to project in this scene. Been there. Done that. There comes as a point when as an artist you have to look yourself in the mirror and be proud of your work.
I’m almost through with Season 4. Snow is falling as I write at the Deer Creek ranch.