Pretty soon here, I’m heading out to my favorite 95-year-old Japanese man’s house.

Even though I didn’t have a shift with him yesterday, his private nurse, the repairman, and the family in Florida, texted me a couple of times, saying that my client had once again chased off the repairman yesterday morning. But that the repairman came back after the private nurse got there and he was able to finally start getting some work done on the outside of the house.

Then, late yesterday afternoon, while I was with another client, the repairman texted me to say he would be back at my favorite 95-year-old Japanese man’s house this morning –ONE HOUR BEFORE I get there….

Hmmmm….. what planet are these people on? They all know my client has almost no short term memory left. That he’s very hostile to having repairs done on the house. That the only way it will work is to have a caregiver or nurse there with him when the repairman arrives. And yet they’re going back today, an hour before I get there?

I just gave up, you know? I was dumbfounded. The family monitors all the texting, so I just texted back “okay.”

And today, I don’t give a fuck. I’m taking my favorite 95-year-old Japanese man out for sashimi and sake (and fortune cookies!!) and everyone can just deal with whatever happens before I get there.

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And speaking of my favorite clients…

My shift went so much better than expected yesterday. (See yesterday’s post.) My sweet, wonderful client had reasonably good cognitive awareness. She even said she was hungry and asked for something to eat. (This is huge for her!)

Here is a really sweet thing, though. My client has no memory of who I am. She doesn’t remember my name, she only knows that she’s seen me before.

When her daughter came downstairs during my shift to see how things were going, the client told her daughter that I was a classmate of hers from Ohio State, and that we had both gotten our Masters Degrees in English together and that we’d taken all the same classes.

I just thought that was so sweet! That her mind is telling her I’m an old friend from a time in her life that was really important to her. Wow.

She ended up going to sleep really early and the daughter sent me home — with pay — two hours early. So it was still daylight when I drove back home. A nice day all the way around.

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Here’s this!

From Variety:

Johnny Depp to Star in ‘Ebenezer: A Christmas Carol’ at Paramount Pictures, Ti West to Direct

Article is HERE.

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I can’t go into the details about this on the blog, but I did get some wonderful news from the Trustee of my dad’s estate yesterday. So that feels fantastic.

And other than that, I have a few days ahead of me that should be kinda easy, all things considered. No early morning shifts, no driving home after dark. And then I have Monday off.

Sandra’s performance in the theater festival at The CENTER in NYC is this Sunday, so after that, her schedule totally frees up — which, of course, means that my schedule is likely to suddenly get crazy busy. We shall see!! It wouldn’t be the holiday season if I wasn’t too busy to think straight, though, right??

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And here’s this beautiful short about forgiveness (27 seconds):

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And from Ross K. Nichols — this is from last year, but it’s really good.

“…exploring the fascinating details of the biblical flood narratives as presented in two sources: the Priestly (P) and Yahwist (J) accounts. We’ll look at the nuanced differences in these texts—like the number of animals and the duration of the flood—that give insight into the ancient storytelling tradition….”

The Two Flood Stories of Genesis ( 56 mins):

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And I’m thinking that might be it for now.

Enjoy your Friday, wherever you are in the world.

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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I leave you with this!

Such a gorgeous song. From a gorgeous album!!

Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds, “People Ain’t No Good,” (1997) from the album, The Boatman’s Call. Enjoy, gang!

“People Ain’t No Good”

People just ain’t no good
I think that’s well understood
You can see it everywhere you look
People just ain’t no good

We were married under cherry trees
Under blossom we made our vows
All the blossoms come sailing down
Through the streets and through the playgrounds

The sun would stream on the sheets
Awoken by the morning bird
We’d buy the Sunday newspapers
And never read a single word

People they ain’t no good
People they ain’t no good
People they ain’t no good

Seasons came, seasons went
The winter stripped the blossoms bare
A different tree now lines the streets
Shaking its fists in the air

The winter slammed us like a fist
The windows rattling in the gales
To which she drew the curtains
Made out of her wedding veils

People they ain’t no good
People they ain’t no good
People they ain’t no good

To our love send a dozen white lilies
To our love send a coffin of wood
To our love let all the pink-eyed pigeons coo
That people they just ain’t no good

To our love send back all the letters
To our love a valentine of blood
To our love let all the jilted lovers cry
That people they just ain’t no good

It ain’t that in their hearts they’re bad
They can comfort you, some even try
They nurse you when you’re ill of health
They bury you when you go and die

It ain’t that in their hearts they’re bad
They’d stick by you if they could
But that’s just bullshit
People just ain’t no good

People they ain’t no good
People they ain’t no good
People they ain’t no good
People they ain’t no good

c – 1997 Nick Cave