Drunk neighbor / Bad Back / Burger King

After only getting two hours of sleep Friday night, last night at least I crammed in six hours although not concurrently.  I was awakened at 3:15 a.m. to the sounds of music, I did not even have to wonder where it was coming from I already knew.  It was the step-son of mother's nice neighbor (the one who mows the grass outside her fence line) who as usual was drunk and listening to music in his truck.  I turned on the television to drown out the music.

Twenty minutes later it started thundering and began to rain, that finally made him go inside and me back to sleep. This morning I was checking the trash cans that act as my primitive rain catchment system and saw that we really did not get that much rain.  I started transferring water around so I could empty some and clean them out.  I was using a one-gallon bucket which full only weighs 8.34 pounds (3.785 kilograms) well below my 20-pound weight limit when I felt that well-known pain in my back...I had thrown it out once again!

Came back inside to rest when a Burger King commercial came on touting their Mocha Frappe for $1.00 so decided I would treat myself to breakfast.

Enjoyed their Frappe

Their ham and cheese croissant was equally good. I may even make a return trip in the future.

Ran another errand waiting for it to be noon. In Texas, you can not buy beer until twelve noon and you can not buy liquor on Sunday either.

Spurs had a 2:00 p.m. game so I wanted to buy a six-pack to drink afterward provided we won. Well, we won but I did not get to drink it. My back was killing me and I had to take a Paracetamol 750 mg during the game...maybe Wednesday?

Good night.  May you all have Terlingua Dreams.