Worst-case scenario, that would be a great term to describe my spending habits. See, I was always terrible with money (See: Chapter 14), but I had never expected to have to fight with the Government for money until maybe age sixty-five. You know, when Benjamin Franklin said, “In this world, nothing can be said to be certain, except Death and Taxes” he sure as hell didn’t know about the horrors of Supplemental Security Income (or SSI). When I first fell ill, I was informed that I was able to apply for SSI payments during my hospitalization due to my inability to work.
Sunday rolled around, and the “tag teams” made hand contact: my Dad and Brother left to go back home to Fort Kent, and my Mom and Gary returned. It was nearing the end of October, and I was set to go home– home home. God, it felt good to get out of the hospital these days. The cold autumn air hit my delicate skin as I anticipated snowfall once more.
Wow, who would have thought I’d want to see the snow?
First off, yeah, dirty title. But go on Youtube and search for that (somehow on the second page of results). It’s been a secret keyword for all of The Guttersnipes videos ever since I’d posted the very first one. It’s also my first mention on the podcast Game Scoop! (here’s the story) in which I told my Knockin Boots tale that led to that phrase.
Ok, now onto the newest Writer’s Mind. On second thought, that title may have been a huuuge stretch. Read More »