The Daily

Luke.  Biblical name, but not one I hear anymore.  People look up trendy names for their soon to be born babies now.  Or they make them up out of sounds they've heard.  But no more Lukes.  Or Sams.  Now it is either Mason or Shazeem.  

Later they can change it.

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If you want your own--(link).  

You can be whoever you want. 

C.C. and I ate at Lukes for lunch.  We caught up on all the bad news and the worse.  Sometime into it all, my phone rang.  It was my mother.  I hadn't put out her two o'clock pills before I left.  I told her I would come over and put them out.  

That's the way it goes.  

I had a big beer with lunch.  The day was a scorcher, 92 degrees, and when I got into the car, I couldn't put my hands on the black steering wheel.  I think that is when the beer hit me.  I was sleepy driving to my mother's.  When I got there, some of "the girls" were sitting in the garage with her.  They wanted to chat, but I just wanted to go home and take a nap.  I don't think they liked that much.  

I barely made it into the house.  I lay down at 2:30 and didn't get up for two hours.  When I did, there was a knock at the door.  The tenant was bringing over the rent check.  I was in a fog.  She came in and talked as I tried unsuccessfully to wake.  I feel exhausted most of the time now.  But I had to rally.  Time to get back to mom.  Dinner.  T.V.  Oy.  

I forgot to mention yesterday that last night was the Full Flower Moon.  May has two full moons this year, a Blue Moon on the 31st.  Expect the song.  

And of course, today is the Kentucky Derby.  I have watched it every year that I can remember, and often in some of the most spectacular places.  The horses will be led to their gates just before 7:00 p.m.  I will watch the race from my mother's couch.  

I only watch it out of habit now anyway, I guess.  I really don't even like horses.  But these beasts are real athletes and it is something to see them fight at the finish with their very last once of energy and breath.  Is it cruel?  As are all sports today, I think.  

We sat at the bar, of course, C.C. and I.  We had the daily special, their prix fix.  They are usually good, but yesterday, mine sucked.  It looks good in the photo, though.  I won't even mention what the "special" cost.  Prices have gone up everywhere.  

I think I'll take a walk today.  Just a long walk.  I'll need to do it early, though, before the afternoon rain comes in from the north and west.  

I guess I'll hang up now, as they used to say when people actually talked on telephones.  

"I guess I'll let you go."