Been trying to keep up with all the new and interesting around here.

Farm is shut down now, except all the flowers the greenhouse. Three months and it starts again. But in every ying, there is some yang. A great summer, then I came home. Not going to point fingers, but piling stress into a society is not the way to go. Anyway couple of weeks ago, my new son-in-law brought me home a new dabbing rig. And several of my rangers were there to show off, some new strains, some new cars, and some new guns.

The fun was underway, when the yang part started. Most of you know that the ranger loves the ladies, the reason I claim my heart is so badly broken. But the ultra high tech thing(pacemaker/defibrillator) in my chest said enough all ready. I believe most of you can hear your body talk, like most I'll take immediate satisfaction. But mine has the capability to really get my attention. The first shock is not even a surprise, but it's like running through the jungle. You know it's there, you know it wants you, and it don't miss.
The first hit not to bad, I don't remember much after the fifth. Wife and boys got me to hospital, was hit 20+ times in four hours. One week inside, doctors and nurses doing their best and I'm back home. All is very shaky, but I'm here. And now I have very low tolerance.

Doing this to focus on something besides pain at four in the morning. But it's nice to have this special family to talk to and keep up with. But for now it's asta la vista. Love u all,