Here’s a thing. Since I’ve been sick I haven’t been out & about to see anybody play or do anything. It’s just a stomach bug, so no need for worry there. However, I have been able to sit at home & play video games. Namely, Red Dead Redemption 2. That’s southern/country enough to post. So, here’s me playing a mission in Rockstar Games’ new release Red Dead Redemption 2. Enjoy. Or don’t. Too sick to care, really. And, yes, my Xbox gamer tag is J-Thrill.
It’s stopped raining, and with that I take the last beer in my fridge to my apartment’s small balcony. I like the earthy aroma that rains kick up, which I’m told is from bacteria spores lying dormant in the ground until a summer storm churns them into the air. In Brooklyn, you don’t always get such a natural delight, especially in smells, but my tiny balcony overlooks Greenwood Cemetery, which is old and larger than most of the city’s parks. The brief afternoon storm has driven everyone off the grounds. Usually, at dusk I see art students in groups with their sketch pads and charcoal, tourists, neighborhood walkers, and, here and there, one or two folks paying respects to the deceased.
The dead are not in the well-kept ancient graveyard, either. But, they wouldn’t be. That’s not where they horribly died, if they died horribly. I’ve been privy to dealing with and studying the dead for nearly twenty-five years. They don’t hang around cemeteries.
The Road Southern 