Well folks, I think my days as a wild, do what I want kind of man are finally almost over. It's been a big job lately, and I haven't done it well, in fact I've sucked at it.

I'm meting with grand-daughter Shelby tomorrow morning to talk about putting me in a retirement home. Not the kind where you run free and do your thing, but one more structured.

I'm finally ready for it, and I had to undergo the last couple of days to realize that. I've been a headstrong stupid old man lately, and I know that I've been foolish and wrong.

This is the kind of place that takes care of everything, and expects you to go along with it and smile. I'm ready, it beats the fuck out of shooting myself out in the dessert with a bottle of vodka jammed down my throat.

My family is not happy with me and neither am I. It's time for change.