RIP ALAN COLMES, hokoring [sic] him

https://youtu.be/6NNR9M-YEas

Just got off the phone with my former brother Stalin's (not my brother's real name) besty (bff) Lenin (also not his real name). Now that my bro has passed away I inherited his besty. And occasionally he and I chat or also I chat with his Mrs. They're son is like 22 and extremely autistic which makes their psychology very agreeable to me (I totally click with parents of ultra autistic kids).

 

I was telling my newly inherited besty, Lenin (not his real name), about the last time I saw my bro Stalin (not his real name) about how I was on hold to talk to Alan's call screener and Alan had just passed away. It was an extremely long wait like twenty minutes into the wait, I was on the move and had popped in to swap a few friendly civil words with my brother while processing Alan had just died and I was on hold to talk on his show like the last time I guess. My bro's last words were: 'im taking care of mom, ok?'. 

As I mentioned to my new besty today, my relationship with my brother had only mended a little before that like a few weeks and prior to that we'd completely cut off relations a year or two and very frosty before that actually, but he warmed up a little before that. Also I was explaining to Lenin (not his real name) about the relationship with Alan, who was actually one of the most regular people I spoke with in those days. 

I believe Alan was a Libra and all librans are like Jesus and John Lennon, who were also librans. They are logical and calm and seldom flustered.

I told Lenin (not his real name) how I was decided to get Alan's goat one day on the phone and get him flustered. And how sometimes I'm good at pressing people's buttons. 

I have to say though, Alan was always kind to me and had a strong intellect and I always enjoyed talking with him. I send my sincere heartfelt sympathies to his surviving family members.

I think my brother took his own life that same day. I got a voicemail from a paramedic inbetween bus trips about it and just kept driving my bus. If I could redo things from that point, I would have continued my plan to move in with one of my former roommates from when my mother in law was in town from Russia or wherever a few years earlier. I absolutely would not have broadcast on Facebook or to my wife that my brother had passed away and I would have shunned or avoided most of his 'caring buddies'. 

I was doing some psychological counselling this morning prior to talking with Lenin (not his real name) and mentioned one of my uncles I had never met. He was gay and lived as a gay but in his day in the 1960s he couldn't really flaunt that like nowadays, in Spain or wherever. I wish I could have known him, I'm sure I would have liked him. He must have been an interesting extra in the family amongst my father's brothers.

Finally, for all teacher's pets, for extra credit: watch this entire video on courtroom capers. Write two hundred words on judge Murphy's actions. You may use flaming candles or cake icing or pavers to formulate your letters, or blood or ink as long as it's not illegal. Also sand.

https://youtu.be/4ljKpK13BO0