Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Post 3598 - Wednesday Night Musings

Hello there, you little scamp.

I did not write last night because by the time I got a chance to sit down to produce a post, it was late, and I was tired, and I had nothing to write about. But, of course, having nothing to write about is sort of par for the course, eh wot?

We had our final Toastmasters meeting until September, tonight. Five people showed up. A member did a very nice speech. We did a short table topics session in which people were given pairs of items (tea and coffee, AM or PM, etc) and had to decide which item they liked better, and why.

After that, while Patricia was getting her hair done, I went to the Archives to investigate a couple unsolved murders. I found some stuff about a 1985 double homicide, including their obituaries, which I can now use to try to find some family members. Obituaries are a very important tool to track down family members. A free tip.

When I registered at the Archives, the commissionaire acted as if he recognized me, and said as much. I had not seen the fine gentleman before. On the way out, he asked me what I did for a living. I told him. But then I added that I write about unsolved murders and missing persons cases for Frank Magazine. His face lit up. Mike and I chatted for a few minutes there. He said he liked my radio column, and my true crime work. I told him to be sure to write my editor to let him know that he enjoyed my work. I guess he recognized me from the picture that accompanies my column.

I was the first one from Frank, a magazine he has been reading for years, whom he has ever met. I feel honoured.

Picked Patricia up and drove home.

Tomorrow we have to get up early and take the car in for a semi annual oil change. Another 80 dollars gone, but in order to maintain the warranty, it must be done. That, plus, we have to keep this car for as long as we can.

I can hardly wait.

See you tomorrow.


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