Last night was wild! We had a hell of a storm and even lost power for 3 hours. It was kind of fun, though, and amazingly, it didn’t prevent me from getting enough sleep and getting to the doctor’s, although I know God’s gonna get me good for it and for going against him and the shitty lungs he gave me, cuz he’s so damn nice. It started at 7:00 with no wind, thunder or lightning. Just a light rain. It was a different story, though, come 8:00. That’s when the power went out and stayed out till 11:00. We had tons of rain and massive thunder and lightning. At one point, while I was on the floor by the rat’s cage with a flashlight, although you didn’t really need a flashlight with the constant flickers of lightning, there was the loudest thunderclap I’d ever heard. Scared the shit out of me! I thought windows would be shattered for sure. Right as it happened, Tom said he saw lightning hit the ground between the well and the house. The kind that’d kill a person. Yeah, we were just a few yards away from death. We had been reading in bed together when the storm really picked up. We watched the storm mostly, made sandwiches, and that was pretty much all we could do. By 10:30, Tom decided to crash in his bed and I took a Melatonin. After lying in bed for half an hour, the power came back, and I was asleep in no time till Tom got me up at 7:00 with coffee like I asked him to before we crashed.

It was definitely the severest storm we’ve witnessed out here so far, and of course, old curses never die. Whenever the wind is whipping the rain against the front of the house, water leaks in at the lower sides of the doors where the Mexicans did a half-assed job, as usual. It’s a combination of being cursed with leaks and being cursed with having Mexicans build the house. I placed a towel along the underside of the door, and when I went to pick it up to wash it today, it was soaked.

The hole by the front of the house that the p-dogs use and that that snake came out of collapsed a bit. About a foot of it did. We were surprised to see the hole run towards the house. We thought it ran under or along the wash.

I forgot to mention what I woke up to yesterday, too. No, no pigs, thank God! At 9:00 when I was having my coffee, I heard barking and I said to myself, but that couldn’t be. That’s one thing we did leave behind when we moved, but then I heard it again. So I looked out the bedroom window and there were 3 huge dogs. I yelled at them and scared them off from hanging around the well area. Those things would make big, stinky messes if they shit nearby. Anyway, I didn’t have to yell very loud to get them to leave. They trotted off towards Meadow Green like children who had been scolded for being where they weren’t supposed to be.

Now for today’s doctor’s trip – I was in and out fast enough and there were all old people there. The counter at the check-in desk was dazzling. It was shiny black and rock-like with a super smooth finish. I’d love to have that in here in white. Pearl-colored, like those white quartz rocks.

Dr. Rose was nice. Didn’t even look like a doctor, if you ask me. He was a mustached (most doctors seem to be clean-shaven) fortyish-looking guy wearing a palm tree print short-sleeved button shirt and trousers. No white coat.

Tom went in with me, and the doc remembered him and what he’d seen him for. He even asked him if he’d been having any more chest pains.

I don’t know that they’ll do me any good, but he gave me 4 prescriptions. My old Albuterol inhaler to take as needed, my old Theodur pills I asked for cuz they worked best, and a couple of things for the allergies. A nasal spray to take daily and a pill to take as needed. It’s called Allegra, and they say it works well without drowsiness, but that’s what they said about Claritin, which was worthless for me. Well, once again, if my allergies are so fated to be and if God doesn’t want me helping them in any way, nothing I take will help. Instead of taking the Theo two 3mg pills a day like I used to, I’m to be taking one 2mg pill at the end of the day when my lungs tend to be worse. This is cuz of the way Theo can make you jittery. I wonder if it’ll help me lose weight. I just went and checked. The possible side effects didn’t list weight loss, but I was surprised to see muscle twitches listed. That’s what TD is. Speaking of TD, I realized recently that I haven’t been annoyed by that lately. I don’t know how long it’s been, but what’s weird about it, not that I’m complaining, is that TD’s supposed to be permanent.

The doctor also said he noticed ear wax in my left ear, so I picked up ear wax remover. Tom said he was surprised to hear there was wax in that ear, swearing Neilson said it couldn’t produce wax. I don’t remember what Neilson said about that, but it has produced wax.

Anyway, after leaving the doctor, we went to the nearby Safeway where he picked up soda and I picked up a few things. I finally got a small superball for Houdini, but I had to get jacks with it. It was part of a Jack game set. Tom said jacks are fun, but I think it’s a stupid, boring game. They sure have changed since I was a kid, though. When I was a kid they were small, metallic things with dull colors. Now they’re big, plastic jacks with bright colors.

I also got some ready-to-eat chicken wings that I ate on the way back (she let me try one in the store to make sure it wasn’t too spicy) and another John Sandford book. He writes books about a detective who catches serial killers. I’m just finishing the one about the mad dog killer and next is the iceman killer.

After getting back home and him leaving for work, I called the public defender’s line and was given a number and a name to call. My lawyer is to be Paul K. I called him and was told by his secretary that he was on the line and to call back in 10 minutes. I did, and we spoke. He sounds like he’s in his 40s or 50s and possibly from the east, too. He asked if I was in custody, then said we could discuss the case over the phone Monday at 1:00, but with the understanding that he may have to call me back cuz he’s got a trial that day. Good, I was thinking, you foot the bill. I’ve paid enough already on account of this fucking black bitch.

The red pickup didn’t blast by yesterday unless I missed it when I was listening to music or under a blaring fan while working out.