Here’s what’s on the agenda for today: do laundry, clean apartment, finish food shopping and balance the check book. All mundane tasks. All very necessary.
Sometime during the week I need to pick up some notepads and pencils. I need to get back to creating new material to post on this blog. I still have a good stock pile of articles on writing and flash fiction stories to post but the stock pike won’t last forever. And I want to start submitting new stories to the kind of publications that are in my blogroll.
The Steelers don’t play until tomorrow. I’ll watch some football today but it’s not the same as watching your team play.
How about those Pitt Panthers beating the Irish yesterday? I did stop at Nico’s in Bloomfield yesterday to watch the Panthers. A lot of the regulars were there and I had a good time. I had four glasses of beer but I didn’t get a six pack to take home with me. It’s the excessive drinking of beer that brings on my gout attacks. All things in moderation.
My right foot is still swollen but is slowly getting better. Still, I don’t know if it’ll be healed enough for me to go to school tomorrow. I don’t know if I’ll be able to walk on it. I’ve already missed four days this month because of the gout. I’ve missed more days this month then any month since January. Well, this is a real wake-up call for me. I’ve accepted the fact that beer causes me to get the gout.
It’s only a few minutes before the Giants play the Steelers right here in Pittsburgh. They’re going to play on Fox TV and I get Fox pretty good. I’ve never been to a regular season Steelers game. I went to a pre-season game once and it was such a spectacle that that night I dreamt about the game all night long.
Well, because of my foot I haven’t been able to leave my apartment to check my mail since Friday. Friday was my 62nd birthday. When I do check my mail there should be something from Social Security that I have to complete and send back in order to start getting my early retirement checks in December. Also, I wouldn’t be surprised if there was a birthday card with some money in it. That’s the kind of thing my older sister and me old mum would do. They do it even when it’s not my birthday. They know I’m going through bad financial times. I’m a bachelor with no kids.