DairyKing's Journal, 17 July 2014

Good Morning, FS Warriors! First, I think I'll tell you about last night's adventure at the Nursing Home. "Adventure," you say. Haha, yeah, really. First DW and I, along with the Pastor and his wife, went to dinner at the local restaurant. DW was craving liver and onions. I had 2 salmon patties, peas and an apple salad. Did really well, until the waitress brought the platter with the desert offerings around. As she named off the different offerings, I thought, "No danger there." Then the last one she uttered, "Blacberry pie." OK, it was scrumptuous! Back to my story. We took Pastor's wife with us (she does vocals, wonderful voice), and the Pastor went on his way, to hand out flyers for Saturday's fish fry. We would bring his wife back, and all meet up in the church parking lot, after the nursing home gig. So, it was my pleasure to do the 10 or 15 minute devotional in the middle of the gig. Halfway through the first half of our show, I look over and this hugely stout fellow in a wheelchair was just knocking the hell out of the frail little guy sitting in a chair facing him. I just remember saying, "Aw, come on,!" and in the process of beginning to put my guitar down, the girl was already on him and pulling his wheelchair out of striking distance. It was sad, because the little guy was bleeding and just sitting there kind of in a daze, like he didn't know what was going on. To be quite honest, I don't think either one of them knew what was going on. They called for the nurse, and both guys were taken back to their rooms. When we finished the show, we found that the ambulance was parked at the door, and we would have to wait for them to get done, before we could move our gear out of there. I asked who they were there for, and they told me it was one of the guys who had been in the fight. I assumed it was the frail guy. When they wheeled the guy out on the gurney, I saw it was the one who threw all the punches. He was sitting upright and strapped in, just looking like he wasn't aware of his surroundings, and they were taking him to the other facility that deals with the more violent patients.

That wasn't the last of the adventure for the evening. On the way home, we saw the cops had apprehended a guy in the local grocery parking lot, and had the contents of his car spread out on the asphalt; pretty obvious it was a drug bust. We get back to the church parking lot and one of the women that had been working on the church grounds says, "So what did Barb think of all the goings on?" Barb, what Barb. Turns out that one of the guys had taken one of the older ladies out to the nursing home that she told him to take her to, and dropped her off. Well, it wasn't the nursing home we were playing at. So, the Pastors wife is frantically calling all the only people that would know how to contact her. Now, this women has had bad legs since whe was in High School. It's painful for her to walk at all, but she always has a wonderful attitude. The Pastors wife finally gets hold of Barb's son-in-law, and he says, "She just walked in, looks really beat." (Now it's about 10 miles from the nursing home). He was joking. She had called her daughter and she came and picked her up. Funny huh? Turns out she went to the nursing home that was in the church bulletin, but that one is for next week. This was an unscheduled one that nobody knew about except the Worship Leader, who laid it on us Sunday. Oh well. Turned out OK. Everybody got a good laugh out of it.

Well, I got up and ran this morning. Decided to do 1/4 mile (400 meter) repeats. My repeats were only at about a 9:30 pace, but felt fast for me. I only ended up doing a little over 2 miles. I didn't want to overdo it to the point that I would be useless today. We've got a long day planned. Going to Friar Tucks (it's a beverage store),in the big city (Peoria - about 120,000 pop.) , maybe walk around in a Home Improvement store, go to Red Lobster, probably see a movie (DW really wants to see the Jersey Boys), and we usually end up at Barnes and Noble having a biscotti and coffee late in the evening. Probably doesn't sound all that exciting to the younger folks, but it works for us. We both love to look at magazines and books. I almost always end up buying some kind of musical theory or math book. I am a die hard DIY'er right down to the last topic. When I quit learning, I am probably already gone.

Well, that's all there is in the life and times of DK right now. Hoping everyone has a great day. Toodles!