AINT DEAD YET refined

OK, here is the deal.  Some time in the Summer of 2019, I am gonna invite a select group of people to have dinner here in Des Moines with me and Teresa.  A nice, sit down type dinner that you dress nicely for (not snobby for).  I will still try to get hotel rooms at a decent price for those who are invited.  However, you will be paying for your own food.  I will supply the menu, hopefully with prices, so there should be no surprises.

As of now, I only have a few people on my list, but I don’t want to offend anyone.  So my list will grow.  But I promise it will stay at dinner size and not party size.   Please don’t be offended if I don’t invite you, this is for people who have meant a lot to me over the years.  A special dinner, if you will.


I got my flu shot today.  Hoping to avoid the super-nausea that I normally get from flu shots.  But it turns out that today I am not hungry at all again.  It’s 4pm and I haven’t had anything to eat.   I am half way thru my drink routine though.  Teresa says ,”The first sign of nausea is not being hungry.”  So we shoved an anti-nausea pill down my throat.  We shall see if I get hungry.


We took Teresa’s car into the shop to get an oil change.  350 dollars later, we got a new filter in the fuel line too.  Hopefully it will be done today cuz we are down to 1 car cuz I am lazy and haven’t gotten around to fixing my flat or jumping the battery.  So right now we are kinda screwed sitting here waiting for the car repair people to call.


I keep forgetting on Thursday nights to go to Leukemia chat.  It’s annoying that I remember it’s Thursday right after chat is over.  Those people have been good helping me get thru all this.  Teresa complains that they make me cry.  Heck, talking to my brother makes me cry.  Everybody can make me cry.  I am a crying machine now.


Why does Teresa bother to tell me about the books she is listening to?


Tuesday night D&D should be fun.  Choices right off the bat.  Neither choice is wrong.  New Bard starts tomorrow.  Assuming he knows how to get on mumble.  But anyhow, out with the old bard, in with the new bard.   Should throw the party into turmoil for a bit, trading a new D&D player for an experienced D&D player.   Maybe new bard won’t take the crap the party liked to throw at the old Bard.  We shall see.


I signed up for roll20.  And I bought the Tales from the Yawning Portal bundle.  I just don’t know when I am gonna run it.  Cori wants to play in it or at least said sounds fun.  But between Cori and my schedules, we only have Wednesdays or Saturday (I think).  I was hoping to leaving Wednesday open for her game.  And I hate the thought of running on a Saturday.  Don’t know why, but Saturday is just not a good day to run a non in person D&D game in my opinion.  I’ll figure something out.


Author: Jeff Campbell

I am 49 year old guy, who beat blood cancer but is getting his butt kicked by bone marrow cancer. At this point it appears I am dying. Married and in love with the most wonderful woman in the world (27 years). She has stood by me thru a lot of crap and I love her so.

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