No Fried Eggs

Captain’s Log    5,221

Frank has finally settled down.  He fell asleep watching TV last night.  Good.  We watched the end of the ball game (yawn) and he was toast.  That meant he wasn’t up until midnight like he was the night before.  Jet lag has been conquered.

He is serious about coming back to San Diego.  His son has agreed to share an apartment when the time comes.  That will make finding a place a lot easier. The places he looked at yesterday he simply referred to as “dumps.”

One more day of work and I am off for a glorious three in a row.  I have to go downtown today and sit through another city council hearing.  The most exciting part about that is listening to the loonies who come in to make off-the-wall statements about the government.  Interesting stuff.  Well, at least amusing stuff.  I hope I never turn into a strange old lady who wanders around with a fried egg on my head.


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10 responses to “No Fried Eggs

  1. Guests like Frank are winners.

  2. goatbarnwitch

    I hope it works out fro Frank… I totally get the not cold destination… not to mention the cool of you having a friend in the ‘hood

  3. I remember all of the loonies who used to ‘loiter’ in the city council meetings. Some of them seemed to be a step away from sleeping on the street, and could come up with some of the most deranged comments. As you say, amusing!

  4. bholles

    That would be fun if Frank moved back.

  5. Penny Tushingham

    Hope Frank and his son can find something that fits their needs. Enjoy his visit.

    Pen Pen

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