Friends are moving to Crestonia full time which means emptying the ABQ apartment.

And cleaning. There’s a separate multiday trip for that which includes returning the moving van post unload tomorrow AM.

Yes, cleaning. One of the details is rug shampooing, and these guys hired a duo from some rug cleaning company with a fleet of vans.

Finally, almost to the point!

Well the younger of the two looked so similar to my past on Uncle Frankie. It was uncanny. And brought back the memory of smoking my first cigarette! Well, during the summers until about mid high school I’d spend time with east coast family. As it happened, before I was born maybe 5-8 years earlier (and I’m stressing the maybe), my grandparents adopted two boys, and no surprise one of them has the aforementioned body double in NM.

Anyway, when they were “experimenting” I was thus maybe 5-8 years younger. That’s perhaps 8 or 9? Yeah, Ms. Propella (?), who lived up the street and who was watching / babysitting us yelled down to us inquiring as to if we were smoking while I coughed up a lung the cellar. My other uncle explained I had a sore throat and correspondingly one could see that cough syrup was on top of the fridge. Don’t you just wonder what she thought?