Baby Toe Blues ©

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I’m stoned on painkillers, pot and Budweiser but I took my vitamins first.

The toes, they are still there.
They told me not to worry unless they turn black.
They look pretty fucken close now, dark ugly blue but not black.
They don’t hurt as much so that might be a good sign or it’s the first sign just before turning black.
Oh who cares, it they did turn black and fall off it’ll only add to how much weight loss I had this month.

Today I got a phone call from my ex.
You know that fucken phone never rings and there is someone at the other end saying you just won 10 million dollars.

Her sister needs help moving her daughter’s stuff from her apartment to her mother’s and they want me to do it.
This is the EX that ran off with my kids for eight years without a word.
This is the same sister who used to see me on the street and spit at me.
Now they want my help.

My ex came back into our lives just before Christmas and now they want me to help them.
Did I mention the rest of her family don’t like me either?
For seventeen years I kissed butt to keep the peace and in the end my reward was loosing my kids and I had a court order in my favour.

About five years ago while at a mall I spotted my Exs mother.
She’s old now, curled up from age and barely able to walk but here she was loaded down with plastic bags dragging them out the door to the bus stop.
This old bitch hated my guts.
When she smiled and spoke Russian to me they weren’t endearing words,
I’m good with languages and after a while I knew what she was saying to me.

She’s in her eighties and looked like a huddled up mole as she struggled to get on the bus with her load.
I walked up behind her and my options were simple.
Throw her under the fucken bus and be done with her for what I had to go through or help her in the fucken bus, which I did.
She didn’t recognize me as I have changed a lot in twenty years not that it mattered if she did.
I’m happy she didn’t.

Now her daughter wants me to help her move her daughter’ stuff.
I should tell her to fuck off instead.
Three years ago she called her youngest daughter and told her to come by the house.
The daughter walked to the bus stop to wait for the bus.
She never got on it.
As she stood at the bus stoop some nut hit her from behind and dragged her into a wooded area where a fight ensued when she came to but she wasn’t strong enough to fight off the man and she died at his hands.
He didn’t molest her in any way.
He just killed him for the hell of it.
That was the only reason.
He didn’t even know her, it was random, she just happened to be the one there at that moment.

I was best man at her wedding.
She married a guy who turned out was already married to someone else at the same time and he was running back and forth between them for 5 years in the same city.
I don’t know how he managed to explain why he was only home half the time to these women but he did until they all found themselves staring at each other in K Mart on day.
That must have been one sight to behold HA HA HA

They want me to drive the truck and move everything in and out of it from the second floor of a building with no elevator.
She said there are about 100 plastic tubs of stuff that need to be moved.
I don’t know but 100 plastic tubs sounds like a lot to me and I have to do all the work for free to boot.
You know I am beginning to miss the days she used to spit at me.

I have a busted foot and a screwed up shoulder.
I have to prepare for my annual bbq on the 16th of August which will bring up to 60 people if not more this year.
So what do I do, I tell her yes.
I must be the biggest idiot to walk on the face of the Earth.

I am one of those people who is big on revenge.
This was my time to squash the fuckers instead I may find myself getting squashed.
I got to stop talking myself out of getting even with those that deserve it.

A friend flies back to the UK this morning.
She came down last Tuesday when she found out her mother passed away.
Six weeks earlier it had been her father.
There isn’t much more that could be said about that other than life isn’t fare to any of us in the end.
We just got to make do with what we have left.

Some of the boys are picking me up in the morning and taking me to the movies.
I think we are going to see Journey to the center of the Earth and Hancok I don’t know for sure because they are dragging me out of the house.
I don’t know if some of them could stay awake long enough to watch two whole movies HA HA HA
These guys got up to ten years on me in fact they were the first ones to first take me to the movies as a kid.
I remember that clear as day, a triple bill for 50 cents.
Elvis Presley in “Speedway”, Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis in “Pardners” and James Coburn in “In Like Flint”
That was a long time ago and these guys were younger back then.
Now they eat and pass out at the table, now they want to go watch two movies.
We may get kicked out for their snoring.
My money is on them not being able to stay for both movies.
I guess we will have to wait and see what happens.

Before I go, some of you asked if the pot broke.
No it didn’t and you could see it on the bottom right with the aloe Vera in it.

I did loose some leaves from the plant which I have been putting to good use on my foot.

Have a nice day

Walker