I tried to publish yesterday's post about a dozen times. Each time I reviewed it, there was something askew. The font was grey. The pictures and text were hidden. My mom's blog was unreadable when it was embedded in my blog. I was being toyed with from the energetic realms which are easily reachable with all of our electronic transmissions through the ether.
I find it amusing, this little wrestling match I am having with someone, somewhere. Dad, is that you???? Look dad, your body is still breathing, albeit it with the help of a ventilator. Your heart is still beating. Why don't you get your energetic ass back to your body and fight a little bit harder. Lets see what kind of life you've still got in you.