I have always been a POSITIVE person, but now?

      Above was taken in Key West, Florida, I actually had hair back  then. Also I used the stage equipment vs ours.

 I guess I am still positive, positive I am losing contact with this present world.  There is an old saying doer of many things, but master on none.

Going thru life humans collect things.  If you have had many occupations, you collect more than most.  Today I faced some facts, but still do not know What I am going to do.

Plumbing? I have plumbed many houses. I have repaired all areas of plumbing over the years from sinks, heaters, septic tanks, etc. There fore I have hundreds of parts... today I tried to throw away some. I succeeded just a little.

Electrical the same....

Concrete tools, plumbing tools, electrical tools, mechanical tools, carpenter tools and STUFF!  I counted about 50 sets of rolled house plans for houses we built. No one will ever use them again. NO ONE builds those plans.

On top of those fun activities (I mean that), I tried my hand as a ventriloquist, magician, and chalk artist. I entertained kids and some adults for many years.  When I got to that section of storage, I became depressed.  

Sherry was always by my side.  She handled the complicated electrical/electronic lighting system I had developed.  We carried about 150 lbs of equipment for each show whether for 10 or once about 3 thousand.  The crowds were normally 50-150. From Cuba to Canada.

The depression set in when I could not lift some of the stuff, and no matter how hard I tried I could not recognize some parts or figure how it worked.  I have put this stuff together hundreds of times.  On top of all that, most is outdated, it is hard to throw this stuff away, but I must. Hundreds of dollars in electronic and black light equipment that is outdated.  

I still have George,  he is a monkey, the cheapest and most called for as a ventriloquist.  I gave Susie my only professional puppet to a lady at church who works with the kids.

I stood in my storage area REALLY wanting to do one more Chalk show, but I KNOW I cannot.  Keeping a chain of thought is not possible for me anymore.  I told myself today, "Jack, this part is over, you have known this was coming.  I answered myself out loud (I do that a lot lately) "YES CRAPHEAD, I knew it,  but IT was always 'NEXT YEAR'.

I was going to write something funny, so this would not end as a down.  And now I cannot think of that funny. :-(

Oh but my sweetheart fixed Spaghetti for dinner today.  It was delicious.  She even wanted to wash dishes, so at least  I did something.  LOL

Nite Shipslog

PS:  Disappearing Dreams of yesterday. I try to keep my laundry down, so at times with dirty work coming, I pick up another pair of already dirty pants.  And for some reason a line from an old song came to me, "So I went to my closet and found my cleanest dirty shirt!"  I told Sherry that and she did not remember the song, "Sunday Morning Coming Down". Kris Kristopherson and also Johnny Cash sang it.  So I called it up and had to play it for her:

The Song also brings up the Disappearing Dreams of Yesterday....