I'm falling apart, and I have no one to help me get back together. Last night I made a fool of myself, trying to contact my long lost daughter Becky. I won't do that again.

I'm drinking too much and the Parkinson's is making me move like an old man. I went to the dock to feed my ducks today, and there was a ton of people there. They must of thought the old man was crazy, walking around shaking my bag, trying to get the ducks attention. When they zeroed in on me and walked out of the water and started eating out of my hand, the folks were stunned.

My neighbor usually drops by after work, we shoot the shit, he drinks his fire ball, and I don't remember him leaving. I have no idea what the weekend holds, I'm having lunch with C and seeing my doctor on Monday, no clue what happens after that.

Halloween is the following Monday and I'm just going to get forty one dollar bills from my bank, instead of candy. If I get any kids I'll just put two bucks in their basket. I will probably have $40 the next morning.

There you go, sums up my life, thanks for reading...