Another month...

I never liked the phrase that Ben Franklin is accredited with: There is nothing more certain than death and taxes- yeah I paraphrased big time, but the point is those two events are a "given". Much like the gifts I receive from my parents. Birthday gifts have routinely been twenty-five dollars. Which is cool, I usually get alot of items for twenty-five USD.

The pauper like life I maintain, always had me looking forward to Christmas. As an adult I always got a gift of one-hundred dollars. Which has for the most part paid a bill or fed me or put gas in my car. Those gifts of Christmas past had been put to useful things. Sometimes I'd have enough money to buy a CD or go to a movie on the big screen.

Both my mom and dad have retired a few years ago from the "baby-bell" that
served New England. So I know that they are on a fixed income. I have siblings and sister-in-laws and nieces and nephews that also get worked into the pie.
As the eldest child of my immediate family, I know that I'm not the favorite one- that title goes to my brother David. The kid I knew David to be was a nice good decent person, He's a teacher and a soccer coach enjoys what he does.

I would think that a immediate family annual gift expenditure of a half a
Grover Cleveland would get rather pricey on a fixed income. I had looked forward to
paying my monthly insurance installment borne from the Christmas gift from my folks.

Yeah I'm a little bummed but the man I am totally understands the path.

This year's gift is a full tank of gas for the GR1FT3R.

My low fuel indicator is lit.

It's all good.

So Sayeth Das Behr