September 8th's shit!

It's soooo God Damn late that I'm hoping I set this up correctly?

Today was marred by my early stage dementia father pissing my mother off ( yes I live with them, but for the record I was gone for twenty years so let's not paint a picture that I was always a loser ) by being scammed by an "alleged" medicare salesperson. My miserable old man is fucking thrilled to talk to anybody on the phone, so he invited this senior scammer to the house!!!

I meanwhile, was scrambling for a doctor's appointment in nearby Chester to get my Kolonopin prescription refilled. I kept getting the same Indian bitch case worker's voicemail, as I shook like Rosario Dawson from "Rent" as I was withdrawling. This was unsuccessful, so I said screw the phone and asked the old man to give me a lift to beautiful Chester, Pa. on the West Side. The only time we speak is when he insults me, but luckily oldies 98 occupied his brain as we drove through a town which is in a state of emergency due to the violence!

I get there, and am told I can be signed up for "open meds?"  Having no clue what the fuck that meant, but feeling like Jeff Conaway on Celebrity Rehab, I acted as if Drew Carey told me to " Come On Down " and jumped in excitement like I was on Price Is Right.

Anyway, Thomas Jr. ( I'm the 3rd ) was waiting outside staring into the sea of crime, and I told him to wait in the lobby for me. He obliged and I uncomfortably sat next to him along with the mentally ill population of Community Hospital.

After a violent outburst I had this past Saturday while drinking, I had sworn off the immaturity known as street fighting. Well, some " wigger " decided he wanted to stare at me in the waiting room. I called him on it, and he bitched out and said, " Just waitin on my meds dude, so I don't go back to jail." What a pussy. I mean if you're trying to be "hard," or "street" then don't clam up when I ask why you're staring???

Saw a new doc after a while and told him of my recent firing, and increased anxiety. He wrote a prescription for Cymbalta & Kolonopin, so I was relieved.

Me and best pal for the day dad, then headed to Scaramuzza's as Mom requested some pasta for dinner, and the three of us ate that tasty ass, carb filled shit as a family.

I then watched a bit of The Phils Game which featured three of my fantasy baseball squad. They are Ryan Howard, Placido Polanco, and Gabby Sanchez who's on the opposing Marlins. I got nine RBI's between them and also snoozed.

Watched Howard TV, and was moved by He and Robin's hour tribute to the late Robert Schimmel. Very touching, and out of character for The King Of All Media. I also was bummed on Facebook where my other radio buddy Kidd Chris posted that Rich Cronin of LFO died today. He was a funny ass guy and really cool and a guest on both shows.

I then discovered this forum in The Delaware County Daily Times to chronichle my daily life. An uneventful day for the most part, but the future will hold some outrageous shit I assure you.