Weather: Gloomy.

Seems like everyday I work it is nice outside, then everyday I am off it is gloomy or rainy. So plan your outdoor festivities around the days I work. Pretty safe bet you will have sunshine.

Off to Iron Mountain this morning with Becker, 1st week is done and only 7 more to go. (Hey Julie Becker says thanks for the cream, and she is using some now that I didn’t know about). Her first week or Radiation was a bit shaky, by Friday Becker told me she has a system down in her head to get through the treatments. Being strapped down with her face covered didn’t go to well at first. Guess I’ll never get to use the handcuffs and blind fold I was going to surprise her with. Thanks for all of the well wishes, cards and prayers, Becker has this one, no problem.

Hi Bob, This is Alan next door.


I have a confession to make. I’ve been riddled with guilt these past few months and have been trying to pluck up the courage to tell you to your face, 

but I am at least now telling you in text as I can’t live with myself a moment longer without you knowing.

The truth is I have been sharing your wife, day and night when you’re not around. In fact, probably more than you. 

I haven’t been getting it at home recently, but that’s no excuse, I know.

The temptation was just too much. I can no longer live with the guilt and I hope you will accept my sincerest apologies and forgive me. It won’t happen again.

Please suggest a fee for usage, and I’ll pay you.

Regards, Alan.



Bob, feeling insulted and betrayed, grabbed his gun, and shot his neighbor dead. He returned home where he poured himself a stiff drink and sat down on the sofa. He took out his phone where he saw he has a subsequent message from his neighbor:



Hi Bob, This is Alan next door again. Sorry about the typo on my last text.

I expect you figured it out anyway, & that you noticed that darned Autocorrect changed ‘Wi-Fi’ To ‘Wife’. Technology hey?

Regards, Alan. 

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