Sad... Tyler is gone, back to Texas. Happy because I got to spend some time with him. Really tired... because I'm me, I guess.

A good night last night at work. Not busy at all, I got to study for my CPR recertification. Passed with flying colors, of course. I was an instructor for years, then I let everything lapse. In all of the years that I've been certified and taught the course, I've never once had to do CPR on a real patient. That's probably some kinda record for thirty-two years in medicine.

A friend of mine at work was cleaning out his basement, said that he had a box of books he was going to throw away. "No, no!" I said, "Never throw away books! I'll take them!". He said I could have them, he'd put them in the back of my truck. So he did, I got out to the truck this morning after work, there were six boxes of books. A cursory examination revealed James Thurber's "Carnival", a book by Earnie Pyle, and a lot of other interesting stuff. And a whole lot of junk, romances & etc. A bunch of radio how-to books from the 40's and 50's, and several of the textbooks that I used when I was going to radiography school! Cool. Lotsa reading stuff, I guess the rest'll wait for a garage sale or the garbage truck.

Interesting phenomena the last couple of weeks. I must really look stupid. On three separate occasions lately, people have tried to rip off amounts of $10.00 or more. As far as I know, I've caught them all, but it's really coincidental. First, the lady at the travel agency asked for $149.00 for Tyler's ticket up here. I gave her two $100.00 bills, and she reached in her purse and gave me a dollar back. I waited for her to come up with the other $50.00, and she just looked at me. I finally asked her for the other $50.00, she feigned innocent. With my $200.00 in her hand. The second occasion was the next day at the drive-up window at Hardees. The bill was $5.27. I gave her a $20.00 and the 27 cents. She gave me back a five, then wondered why I wouldn't leave. She had to call the manager to verify that I gave her a $20.00. The third time was at Taco Tico. All I had was a $100.00 bill, and this shook the girl up. It wouldn't go in the cash register, so she couldn't give me change. Then she had a bright idea, I could actually see her eyes light up. She reached in the cash drawer and gave me three twenties and four fives. She said, "Now you can just give me two fives and it'll work!". Yeah, it might work for her all right...

I don't know. Maybe they were all innocent and stupid. But I don't think so. Maybe people have been ripping me off for years, and I've finally figgured it out. That would explain my financial condition.

I think I'll try to sleep for ten hours.