Scotto annoys a company, just because, and a Holiday memory

KPMG is a big company that doesn’t like anyone linking to them. KPMG! KPMG! KPMG! KPMG! KPMG! (spread the link around. It’s fun!)

and now, back to my regularly scheduled doomaflobbie.

Red Reef BoardwalkOne of my Christmas-times on my own, in a tiny efficiency apartment in Boca…

I was called into work, to take care of a few problems that were going on, but got home early… My mother was in Brazil with her new husband, my brother was in Hawaii, I think.

People in my circle of friends were all very busy, and at the time, I didn’t want to see anyone for what I thought of at the time as a “mercy dinner”, but instead dressed down to my most comfortable clothes, a pair of sweat pants and an oversized T-shirt with Spider-Man on the front, grappling with the Green Goblin, and a pair of very comfortable white leather high tops. I had fairly short hair then, and a neatly trimmed, but full beard… In some of the best shape I’ve ever been in, since I’d been attending sports therapy for my back.

I went outside, and the weather was brisk enough to make me return for a sweatshirt…Grey, with Miskatonic University Printed across the front… amazingly comfy, suitable for jammies, really. I walked a long way that day, wanting to get as far away from civilization as possible. Time compressed for me, I honestly don’t know how long it took, but I eventually ended up at Red Reef Park, on the long boardwalk they have.

I remembered the time I didn’t have a place ot live and slept there at night, checking out my old haunts…I didn’t see any signs of anyone else staying there. I took a seat, and just thought to myself a long while, seeking a balance, finding where I was before, and what I was then. I came to the realization that even though I was not in the best place in the world, that things were good, better than the times before. I was feeling poorly at the beginning of the day, and stuff was getting better and better as time went on.

I think it was the first time in maybe years that I knew that things were good with me, and that my world was not so bad after all.

How do you spend your coin?

Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you. -Carl Sandburg

furphy (FUR-fee) noun

A rumor.

After the Furphy family of Victoria, Australia, manufacturer of Furphy carts, for water or trash. These carts where used during World War I, around which troops gathered and exchanged gossip. This word was formed in much the same way as scuttlebutt, the word we got from nautical terminology. A scuttlebutt was an open cask of drinking water, a favorite meeting place of the crew to swap stories.