Ana fein?

‘The desert is an ocean in which no oar is dipped and on this ocean the Bedu go where they please and strike where they please.’
from Lawrence of Arabia

This rider on a mehari (racing) dromedary is the logo for Mobaco, my go-to shop — when in Cairo — for short-sleeved polos

It’s November 23rd, 2022.

Day before yesterday was ninety days without a drink or marijuana maintenance supplements.

Quit the week of August 22nd past, after some embarrassing bender.

I decided that I was tired of feeling like shit all the time, and quit cold turkey, started going to AA meetings (which I enjoy up in NY, and stay clear of down in FL), and bought a new house.

Been back over two months, getting it ready for THE BIG MOVE.

Can’t say I enjoy still living amidst the fuckface creeps who congregate in the Sunshine State, but at least now I don’t have to look at them — given how private and secluded the new place is.

You get what you pay for, I guess.

Cheap — as in what I paid for the sardine can we bought when we moved down here after the company I worked for in NY went belly up — is dear if you have to swallow Metoprolol and Amlodipine by the handful when you’re stuck in subtropical purgatory, as I was for 20 years, without knowing exactly what’s coming up next, except for more bad news.

Thank fuck I made it.

 

smiley with glassesa

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