I guess I should explain.

Normally this is the sort of thing I post for people on Patreon, the extra stuff.

What's going on with me that doesn't get put in the regular episodes like history of the town how

Peter Lewis became associated with the podcast what's going on with me during the

two weeks between when I post. That was a plan when all this started. Post an episode every two weeks. Of

course something would happen every two weeks. Fourteen days is a long time and things started happening like that.

The son's in dad's house getting the recording of my kidnapping report talking to Tim.

The hospital. Yet here I sit, nothing, two weeks and nothing to report.

Not enough's happened in the last 336 hours for me to chop into 20 minutes,

not five minutes.

No sense in adding the intro.

Two weeks and it's just me.

Me sitting here using a calculator app on my phone

to figure out how many hours there are in 14 days.

Really all there's been is a few trips to the lawyers to fill up paperwork, trying to finally lay dad and all this to rest.

Boyer doesn't seem to care if I record as long as it isn't anything pertaining to other clients.

Even then all I'd have is him explaining paperwork, asking you to fill something out or do something again that I did wrong the last time.

Staring at me, wondering why I look so tired.

How can someone who has nothing to do looks so tired?

Figuring I'm depressed.

Maybe grieving over dad's death. I'm not. It's not exactly depression. I'm feeling.

Not exactly. I saw a meme once that summed it up pretty close.

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