Matt and Harold tussled today

Harold is wearing the bandage but Matt's bracelet is broken so I would call it a draw.

Not sure what happened. Staff felt it may have been started by Harold but Matt jumped right in there so is just as much at fault.

Who chewed my meat?

Dad and Matthew and I went to Far East Taste for dinner. Dad repeated a lot of his antics from the previous visit - asking for bread to go with his soup (no Dad, a chinese restaurant does not have rye bread), insisting on ordering something else than what you suggest and trying to cut the big hunk of hard broccoli in his soup bowl which looks imminently in danger of flying across the room.

but he topped his performance tonight with the strangest sequence of thoughts. He ordered beef and it turned out to be chewy. So he proceeded to pull half chewed pieces from his mouth and place them on his plate. As the meal progressed and Dad put rice on his plate, I saw those chewed pieces getting closer to his rice and fork. Finally I said "Dad those are the already chewed pieces of steak your are about to eat". He looked at me and actually said "who would chew my meat???" He was incredulous that someone would do that to his food.......

and #3?

I took Matthew to task today about a phone message he left that made little sense. Since he usually leave a pretty concise message I decided to explain why it was a bad message.

Matt - that was a bad vmail. #1 You didn't identify what time you wondered if David was available - we want to have dinner with him so you should say that not just are you available tomorrow to be with me, Blair and Dad..... #2 you then insert a completely unrelated request about a DVD at Long Branch library and how is Dave supposed to know what you are talking about?

I am way up on my soap box as you can see. So Matt is sitting there and finally says ... " and #3 ?"

I laughed all the way to the group home