the phagos blog

Last night was not what I would consider one of my shining moments. Lately I’ve been feeling rather discontent with certain aspects of my life, and last night it caught up with me. Though I’m over being sick, I stayed home last night instead of going to jujitsu class. To make matters worse, I allowed myself to sink into a bout of self pity, and decided to indulge in a couple of beers, which made me a bit loopy last night and left me tired and drained today. Though I have done my best to let it go, there are still times when my late wife’s memory still causes me to be emotional. For some reason this still surprises me, since I can think of my two living ex-wives without feeling anything, except possibly relief and gratitude that those relationships are history. (more…)

It’s been a very strange day for me.  I received a call shortly before I left the house after lunch - my grandmother, my last remaining grandparent, my father’s mother, passed away this morning from natural causes.  My grandfather had passed sometime ago.  Being the oldest surviving member of the family, my father now becomes the patriarch of our extended clan.  Not that that means much these days, especially with a family as large and far flung as his has become.  He has many brothers and sisters spread across the US now, and doubtless I have many cousins I have never met.

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No, I’m not going to stop blogging, nor am I going anywhere.  I heard on the news this morning that actor Patrick McGoohan passed away yesterday at the age of 80.  For anyone reading this who wasn’t a fan, he was best known for his work in a tv series in the late 60’s called The Prisoner.  I’ve long been a fan of the show, and vague rumors have floated around the internet for several years about possibly making a movie from it.  I’m not going to write a eulogy, I’ll leave that to those who knew him better and are more eloquent.  I just want to say, Number Six, you truly are a free man now.  You will be remembered.