Tuesday’s Tale

Tuesday morning, it was misty and chilly. I took out the trash and noticed my back hurt. I’d like to attribute to the damp weather. But, I knew better. I did it to myself, getting down the window box.

Sidebar: It’s plastic and weighs, like, nothing. So, each spring, I set it in place and scoop up dirt to fill it. But, in the fall, I have to lift it down, dirt and all, from about six feet.

I went to the Newburgh Grill and got the bean and ham soup (I decided my bean and bacon was better, LOL). Nothing unusual happened, thank God.

I had a lot of time left, so I drove over to Ten Yen. I was curious if the police ever came, as Vicky told me in Detroit they wouldn’t have for something like this.

The owner was there and tried to seat me. I said, “No, no. I don’t want to eat. I just had a question. Did the police ever come yesterday?”

He said, “Oh, you are the man from yesterday? Thank you so much for your help!” I said, “No problem. I was just glad I happened to be here.”

He said the police did come. They said the guy was a homeless man named Wayne (no last name known) who hangs out in the area. The police have responded to several, similar incidents, including to one where he was standing in the middle of the intersection at midnight, screaming and swearing at the cars that tried to avoid hitting him. They said he is definitely mentally ill.

Sidebar: I’m guessing now that’s why he followed me. I used my Vice-President voice and a drunk wouldn’t have listened.

Just then the cashier came out. She said to the owner, “This is the man who helps us! Thank you, thank you!”

It was a few more thank you’s before I could get out of there.

A weak sun broke out in the afternoon, but I don’t think it ever got up to the predicted high of 67 degrees.

When I got home, I got in the trashcan. Then I changed clothes and went out back, to continue my fall cleanup. I got all the ornaments and put them on the patio to dry out their bottoms and let the spiders and bugs escape (I learned that the hard way, years ago).

From the top: The young Shaolin monk, the shy gargoyle, the turtle and the Japanese lantern

Just that little bit of effort aggravated my back, so I gave up on my other plans.

I went inside and washed up. Then I made myself another Cubano sandwich for dinner. I was out of fries and didn’t buy any chips, so the sandwich looked lonely on the plate. But, it was still good.

I started to watch my NCIS shows, but fell asleep.