Monday, November 30, 2009
See her walkin’ down the street. Well I ask you very…confidentially Ain’t she sweet? The Daily News 1 Ah, one more insominiacal DN! But a GOOD one, lemme tellya! And I definitely hooked y’all with that little cupcake up above lol! WELL! <sha-WING!> 2 We brought Dad home from the hospital on Saturday night, and he looked amazing! 3 We asked, almost expecting a “NO!” if he wanted to go to the Niners’ game on Sunday. 4 His response was almost, “Are you KIDDIN’ me?” He had absolutely no doubt that he wanted to watch the Niners live on Sunday afternoon! And he STILL had all sorts of hospital boushit hanging from his chest! 5 Well, after contemplating who should go with him, I was selected, since my niece had a slight cold. 6 So yesterday I dressed in my finest Niner regalia: a Joe Montana jersey (which despite my best friend from childhood’s remark, “Joe! My, how you’ve let yerself go!”) made me laugh last time I donned it, made me want to wear it even moreso, since I’ve lost around 15 pounds in a few weeks! Trust me, I still look like the Wreck of the Hesperus, but I also look a LOT better than I did a few weeks ago. 7 AnywayZ… 8 I ragged out in support of my team. Dad wore an old hat, and brought his binoculars, as always. I made two fantastic sandwiches, which we both ate at the tailgate, and all turned out indeed, good beyond life. 9 When we arrived at Candlestick, we were harrassed by a very serious muthafukka who wanted to know WHO owned the green T000000NDRA. I said, “Me.” The guy asked whose “placker” was hangin’ from my mirror. 10 The poor fool meant “placard”. 11 The reference was for the handicap placard hanging from my mirror. Hello. My Dad has crashed in an airplane, been hit by a car, has at least sixteen different cancers, has diabetes, anemic conditions, and scars from head to toe, and this guy wanted to know if he was counterfeiting his “placker”. 12 As a world reknowned pacifist, I almost decked the guy. The only thing that stopped me was 1) Huge fine ($). and 2) Huge fine. 13 He shook my Dad down about the “placker”. He asked my Dad for proof and stuff that he was indeed the guy whose “placker” hung from my mirror. 14 After I gave the guy the placard, he looked at both of us askance. 15 He looked us up and down, and then asked, “Who’s Shirley?” 16 My Dad almost lost it, but remained a knight. 17 “That’s my wife,” he replied. 18 The guy looked around, Sherlock Gangsta. “Where is she?” 19 Dad, almost in tears, but much the man, replied, “Why, she has passed…” 20 ”You know it’s illegal to use someone else’s placker!” said he. 21 At that point, I felt it was almost WORTH it to deck the guy, get fined, and lose all credibility as a pacifist. 22 I didn’t. I just stood up for my Dad. “Look, my Mom passed away in May; they had two ‘plackers’, and he misplaced his own.” 23 The guy was unmoved. “It is illegal to use someone else’s placker!” he insisted. 24 I knew he was right, but that he was also an idiot. I decided that rather than decking him right there, that I’d play along. 25 “Okay, what would you like us to do?” 26 Well, that confused him, because he clearly had expected me to get into his face and rage against the machine. 27 I remained calm, which I got from my beautiful Dad. 28 After a few calls upstairs, some walking and talking with a colleague, the guy finally came back and said, “Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do. I need to confiscate the existing placker, and whatchu gotta do is go to the DMV and get yourself a new placker!” 29 All I thought was that now Dad won’t be able to get premium parking each time he goes to the hospital, which has been frequently in the past nine years. I was livid, but the look on Dad’s face told me to suffer this fool, and let’s enjoy the sunshine and the day. 30 We ended pretty copestic, and Dad now has no “placker’ for handicap parking, even though he is a clear handicapped person. The “H” side of me wanted to clobber this guy and have his badge, but when I looked into my Dad’s eyes, I saw that he just wanted to enjoy the day with me. The sun warmed my sanity, and we went on to have one of the best days we have ever spent. 31 From the fear of being swallowed by the long escalator at Gate F, to the roar of the crowd when the Niners entered the field, we enjoyed an absolutely incredible day, culminating in a Niner victory AND a Cardinal defeat, putting the Niners two games out of first. Some idiot flew his SUV in front of us during the exit, almost crashing into the T000000NDRA, but we survived, and I had the greatest time of my life with my Dad yesterday. And that could be a bar none, nothing personal lol! 32 I got home, ate some form of turkey sandwich, and crashed at around 8:30, by design. 33 I KNEW I would awaken at around 1 a.m., went online to see an e-mail from a dear friend, and wrote the DN instantly. 34 So all in all, it was one of the best nights of the entire year, even though I fell asleep early. As I said, I awoke at some ungodly hour, and smiled with utmost joy when I took to writing this DN. 35 Thanks again to all who wrote nice thoughts, good wishes, and holiday love. I’ve been through all of it in the past few days, and yesterday showed the world that miracles, indeed, do happen. 36 Open your arms wide; miracles happen. 37 A dear friend has reminded me of that time and again. 38 Thanks so much everyone. You’ve proven a lot to me in recent days. 39 So much love. 40 Thanks, and peace. All’s well. ~H~ |