Sky: Funny, You Don't LOOK like You Have Alzheimer's

 If You Could Read My Mind, Love,

What a Tale My Thoughts Could Tell…

—Gordon Lightfoot

If I don’t look like, or act like, the Alzheimer’s picture in your brain, maybe it’s time for a second look. Both at my brain and at yours! Because I KNOW something untoward is going on in my set of 100 Billion neurons…

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So, let’s try a brain check…..”How’s it going in there, Sky-Brain?”

Sky: Alzheimer's Canyon, Part 10

Our un-named hero is resting his battered body in the shade of one of the countless billions of boulders in Alzheimer’s Canyon. He is anxiously and sleepily awaiting the return of Dusty Rhodes, his invisible benefactor, who is shopping at PillVille. Don’t forget: his entry to the Canyon has literally stripped him of everything he owns, including the shirt off his back and the pants off his butt. All that remains is what he has been able to cobble together… a somewhat beat set of adult diapers, now rapidly nearing the end of their useful life…

Now, when did he say he’d be back? Fifteen minutes? Or was it fifteen minutes walking to the sunset place? And, wait a minute…forget about sunset…. That’s the full moonlight bouncing off the rock towers providing the light anyway…What the f**k is going on around this place, and… When?

”Talking to yourself again, good buddy? Careful now, keep that up and you could wind up with a personal Zoloft prescription. Ask me how I know.”

“Dusty, so glad to see you!….o’course I mean, not see you again!”

Looking around, I see no stuff. 

Sky: Lost on the Train

How do you get lost on a train? Well, YOU probably DON’T get lost on a train. Most people don’t. Or, maybe they get lost trying to find the right train. Or, they get mixed up trying to find the right station to get off. I could manage either of these any time, but it takes major moron skills to get lost on a moving express train. How did I do it? Pretty easily actually... Read on…