I have a Karmon-Hardon

I used to have a Harmon-Kardon receiver, later replaced by a power amp & quad preamp, back when I was in the City of Night--45 watts/channel for the receiver (most manufacturers would have rated it at 60); then I swapped it to Jerry when he moved into BJ--that mother was a conservative 60, more like 90. OK, so that's the source of the pun: I have this TA (stands for therapeutic aide & not tits-&-ass), Carmen, who had a major quarrel with my wife last week. Trish ended up in the hospital, BH, & they changed her meds around. Now, she feels hurt & sad--Carmen called up last weekend & said she could handle drinking pop with me at PJs, but couldn't go near Trish as "she might get jealous", which is a load of horse-shit. Maybe if it was a sexual thing... but now I feel Carmen's trying to put me into the middle of her & Trish. I don't like it--I'd rather have Cheri for a TA, & that's saying a lot for me as I hate Cheri's arguing. So I'm just going to relax & read my LOTR while Trish crochet's: it's her day off; give Carmen some time to cool off. Karen my Kaseworker will be coming by this morning to take us grocery shopping, & when Carmen calls, I'll just make up an excuse.

I'm also going to be looking up a phone number for NAMI, to see if they want to promote my book, The Mind-Warp Era (under my pen name W.C. "Lead" Leadbeater), something they've been loathe to do in the past, so I wanna have Dr. Vickie (& Mr. Vick) make the phone call.

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