....so we got home friday night and Mom was in Houston, so that meant it was basically two bachelors watching college basketball conference tournaments. You have to remember, my father still has the sleep schedule of a college freshman. No one's told him he's eligible for social security in less than a decade.
It was alright, but i must admit it was a drain for me. I could not wait to squeeze in 9 holes of golf that afternoon with my cousin Daniel Day-Lewis the Oilman and his children, along with Dad. I couldn't wait because I couldn't wait to get on the road and meet my friends in 'the city' [thats what people in oklahoma call Oklahoma City] for a cookout. i was the 9th wheel.
it was interesting...i had been brought there before, to that place, being a 2(x) + 1 wheel, with x representing any number of couples, married or nearly-there. it was a placed i had grown to detest, like a perpetual feeling that something was inerently wrong with me. this time was different. i felt like me again.
it was a fun time and i got to see some folks i hadn't in a while, and might not until eternity, who knows. then i stopped and saw a lawyer friend of mine before beginning my journey to the Dallas airport. technically these events ran from saturday into sunday.
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