I’m starting to think the world is moving backwards. Sarah no longer works for the Barking Frog, and Patty B. is supposedly doing karaoke there again. Sigh. At least I have no intention of moving back to that dump by Matteson Lake that who-knows-what happened to it by now. I’m still somewhat sane, which actually doesn’t say too much. I think I may just have to go home and snooze for half the evening and maybe make an appearance at the Cove. I could try to see Patty again, but maybe I’ll wait a few weeks before I try to do that. It seems so weird that they would actually hire her again.
November looks like it’s going to be one of those ho-hum months. Nothing really exciting is happening until after Thanksgiving, which is when I take that trip to Indy to visit Dad. I could attempt to do more, but I don’t necessarily want to blow money just because I don’t have car insurance to pay the next two months. I would love to see a concert or a K-Wings game, but I doubt I’ll actually do either, at least this month. It’s so hard to branch off from my normal routines. Wednesday I actually went up to Bailey Park Grille, but I guess they stopped doing karaoke on Wednesdays. You would figure I’d want to go to karaoke more than once or twice a week. But as they say, I’m still learning how to live.