My neighbor Duane

Duane next door is so nice.  His dogs ain't.

He's down cause his fiance (she's a chinese) told him she didn't wanna marry him no more, but wants to stay his fiance.  I told him, "huh?" whatever THAT means."  Anyway, he came over and I made banana chocolate fudge smoothies.  He poored some rum in the blender and now they're daiquiris.  We laughed, took pictures of each other but he kept on crying every few minutes looking at somethin or nothin that reminded him wasn't marryin a his chinese no more.  I don't know, he's real sad, but said he liked the drinks, though. I guess that'll be another entry into my "while I was disabled" cookbook.
Be blessed!