Ordinary Life

** Guest Review for " the FredBook guy" ** Many Savannah tourists find themselves at the end of a well trod path, waiting hours in line with other well intentioned folks to enter " Momma and Her Boys " southern eatery. (not the real name, cause here in the South, we don't slander our elders nor our local celebrities) Like knee socks with Bermuda shorts and a long lensed Canon about the neck, don't fall into this tourist trap. The line leads only to disappointment and mediocre food. If you came to rub shoulders with Miss Paula, head on over to Wilmington Island, where she is more readily found than in her restaurant. But, if what your hankering for is some good ol' southern cooking, follow me five blocks south to The Pirate's House on East Broad. From real life shanghais to underground rum running tunnels, there is a wealth of pirate legacy to be discovered at The Pirate's House, but the real treasure is the food. Famous in it's own right ...

A In my life, right now, "A" is for Alzheimer's Disease . My grandfather was diagnosed just after Christmas. We knew it was coming, or I should say we knew something was on the horizion, we just didn't know it's name until after Christmas. Before you can understand the gradual sifting away, you have to understand the man who is slowly leaving us. If it were you, who does not know him, instead of me, who does, it may have been funny to see that hearing device on his head, with it's large stereo-phones that went the way of the 8Track twenty years ago, and that not-quite-behind-the-ear-small-nor-so-subtle reciever sitting in his lap. To you he'd probably look like a little old man in really big headphones. To me, it was as if I had walked in on his nakedness. The General is a proud man, you see. If he were on a television sitcom, he'd be the old man behind the wheel, his reckless driving due to failing eyesight and dexterity; the laugh track would roll wh...

Those who have been taken captive are sometimes known to adopt the beliefs of their opressors; often declaring loyalty to them against all logic. And so, having been held captive in my own home for many years, subjected daily to hours of propoganda, you'll not be surprised to know that no longer is The Code simply repetitive programming to me. I have adopted it as a guide for future entries and see it as a foundation, given to me on which to build. Until I graduate to further plateaus of knowledge and inspiration, I will draw from **TLOT DAY method, as taught by The Big Guy himself. (this method has been called upon by such great works of literature as The Book of Psalms in the Holy Bible, so let's not mock Kelly, shall we?) **The Letter Of The Day