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Katie’s laying in a pile of catnip, myself, I’m just sitting back, thinking about stuff, thinking about finishing smoking this bone. My Mother died on Christmas Day, my Mother was a Saint, I know, all of your Mothers are Saints too, but I’m just saying…, I really miss my Mom! She picked pennies up off the street, anywhere she see one, she’d stop traffic, she’d hold it up showing me, always saying, never again! Obviously today, I’m still just a little depressed, can ya tell, maybe its the music, hell, I know its the music, today its about the choices I’ve made, i can fix that, the last few days, its been the absence of sound, ya see, all that neighbor shit stirred up again, guess I’ve got the screwy broad blues back bugging my ass again! Black Thursday, just forget about Thanksgiving, everybody shop, thats me speaking patrioticly, an extra day to boost the economy! Mom was a child of the great depression, never again she always said I dont think her heart could have taken seeing her children struggling through these tough times today, she ne.ver wanted to see this a second time, her God was kind! Just like Mom, up off the streets, these days I pick up pennies too! So what was that number I heard, 600 million spent on our last election, I’m sorry, to me, thats just obsean, I guess the price for an empty promises is high, just think for a moment of all the good that kind of big money could do! I can remember, I don’t think I’ll ever forget when last I held my Mom, she’d been chugging barium for some kind of MRI all morning, we didn’t talk, she had to concentrate to get it down, for two or three hours we didn’t talk! I kept busy packing, we both knew it was to be our last good bye, about 11am, I was getting on the westbound train. I wouldn’t even be writing about all this crap hadn’t my neighbor, how you say, harshed my mellow, I pretty much had filed all this away, ya know if ya want to write, ya gotta write, for almost 2 years I put nothing up on this site, I’m not confused, I know mostly it’s just nonsense, i write anyway, it’s just better for me, to stay away from anything sad. I started up again, writing again, after feeling I had decompressed, after mom passed on, I stayed so sad so long, I guess a couple weeks back I started up again, started talking with my sisters again too, its conplacated! Ya know, I started feeling pretty good, I was having fun with this shit, then my neighbor started bitching about my music again. So anyhow, I guess late October I left on that westbound train, my sisters took care of Mom, we spoke, not too often, Mom was so tired, on Thanksgiving my sisters said she shut herself in, she told them she wanted that time alone, wrapping things up all on her terms, I guess I need to thank my sisters for all they did conforting my Mom, for them I know it was hard, they all knew Mom always liked me best!