Tomorrow, we head to Florida to see my 96 year old grandma. Yes, she is almost a fossil. Like the shit we read about in history books, she lived it! She's a Smithsonian in her own right, which is kind of cool. Sadly, a family member passed away today and we all know that when one generation is extinct, pushes us right to the front of the line. I always want to be first in line to get things over with but not this time. According to a rabbi, she will take a boat to her other deceased loved ones where they will be reunited. I'll opt for a monorail, thanks.
