"Cheese grate, his face against the asphalt."

I first heard this expression from a temperamental 18-year-old Italian kid, who lived in my dormitory freshmen year, his room was next to mine. When I first heard this expression, I laughed, as did my immediate classmates who who lived near the corner and the end of the dormitory floor. I am sure that this expression grew old to many, due to his loudness and with the inevitable interruptions, but I laughed each time he exploded. In fairness, those who protested were engineering students who studied all the time, so I can give them a pass. Although one of them was a product of the 60s, he did not make a big deal of the protests, he quietly mentioned it to a few people, it is not as if he carried signs protesting.

To envision literally that expression can be extremely graphic and not funny. However to if taken figuratively, it can be amusing, especially in a small group of friends in which most may be familiar with that expression, and will take it, in an amusing manner. Almost every time I have said it is figuratively, and now it is absolutely figuratively since physically it is impossible to perform for me.

I had one of those days, yesterday when my handicap vehicle/Van would not start. I was in the middle of the grocery store parking lot with my driver, since I no longer drive, there will be another posting, but I segue, she would have to call AAA to service my van. Of course the new battery was drained. While I was I sitting in the car with my mother, bless her heart, who drove me, we went to the grocery store to buy our lunch among other things, I was listening to AM radio. That was enough to drain my already low , super battery. According to a gentleman who knows his stuff, with regards to cars, computers, etc. they even though low power surge like a AM radio, could make the other high draining items, turn on and drain power causing a complete battery drain, and that is all I have to say about that.

I just chalk it up with other instances in my life which falls under/slips into the –UCF – "the Universal Conspiracy Factor." I guess this is my twilight zone of sorts. It is a nebulous part of my life that just cannot be explained, some are small issues, some of the major issues, I guess I think of a musical quote, "… I can't believe this is happening to me." Though I must admit the words are appropriate, but his context and the name of this does not fit. Open however to just by my lyrical readers.

I am sure each and every one of you folks have these type of days, and these sort of issues, most that are small, but I am sure some that are major, I just hope that short of death as a resolution, I hope they all can be resolved.

Sometimes I am tempted to call my doctor, but he has passed away, Jack Kevorkian.

Jimmy

One. For the road – "love lost, such a cost,…"