|What goes through this man's head?|
Time for a gathering of random thought wafting through my brain.
Last night I finished training my fifth person for the part-time front desk job. Like my previous hotel front desk position at the Hampton Inn, I seem to be the designated trainer for the revolving door of front desk clerks. I hope this guy lasts more than a year. I've been at the hotel seven years this April. I've never been one of those "turnover" guys who gets a job and leaves after six months. There, I got that off my chest.
Where does one get a good falafel in Rehoboth Beach? One doesn't. My friend Pat is a vegan. He's gotten me on the vegan bandwagon. I have a taste for falafels but there is none to be had in Gayberry. More's the loss. We have the seafood (oh do we have the seafood) restaurants but nary a vegan restaurant with a good falafel.
I gave my useless Dell computer away. It was perfectly good but I'm done with Windows based computers. Mr. Softee will have to get his millions elsewhere, he's not getting any more money from me and his virus protection hindered operating systems.
|Mr. Softee, major fugly - why is this old man still wearing bangs? College is over Bill.|
However, on my Dell computer were videos I took of my Mom shortly before she died in 2010. I had forgotten about them. Here is one clip. She was living with my younger brother John at his home in Greenville, South Carolina. She always had this nervous tick with her foot. It was good to see it again.
I changed my Facebook profile picture. A former friend and co-worker of mine sent me this message. Seems we're a match! Ah Renee, I do miss those good times I had with my friends and co-workers in Pennsylvania. We used to do trivia night every Wednesday at the Brickside Grille. No such activity down here in Gayberry. More's the loss.
This relentless cold winter is finally starting to get to me. Spring, where dost thou art? Whoops! Did I inadvertently begin talking "holy" language? Not really, it's just Elizabethan English which was used by the King James version of the Bible. Lot of folks think that's "holy" language. Not so folks.
Well, I hear dinner calling folks. That would be me. I always make my own dinner unless I'm dining out. Tonight tis an Andoullie sausage on potato hot dog rolls with plenty of mustard. I love me some French's yellow mustard.
|My favorite sausage, the only one that goes down gently|
You know who else likes French's Classic Yellow? Yep, my buddy Pat. Here is is talking to Bill on FaceTime. And thus folks you have another "classic" all over the place blog posting from your favorite Delaware guy, Ron!