I had a great May Day post (easy to claim greatness about something you’ll never read) but the WordPress app had other ideas. I thought I posted the damn thing and felt pretty good about the remainder of my day and its pursuit of a warm spring buzz. Met up with some friends and got to work. I am currently auditioning local establishments in search of a place I can attain "regular" status. I understand that this distinction isnt given without work but I am committed to the process and have faith in my unique skillset.
By the way you really aren't missing out on much regarding the aforementioned nonexistent post. It was some nonsense about Minnesota people lying about the weather to keep everyone away. I then went on to theorize that they no longer need to lock down that secret because the news is doing a fine job of keeping regular folks out. (except me and I've already explained my dumb ass)
I woke up in the middle of the night and heard sirens but that is kind of normal. I am on a hospital transport route and normally that doesn't really bother me but for some reason last night it disturbed my hibernation. Upon further review this morning I found out that more than 150 rounds of gunfire were exchanged in one of the wildest nights in recent history. (and that includes the full blown riots that caused my local Target to get looted) Not sure if it was the bullets flying or the more than normal sirens but good to know I woke up at all.
I took this to me that I might regain temporary consciousness just before trouble finds me in the night. I'm not worried about jinxing myself because my heart and I have a longstanding agreement that one day it will attack.