A Retirement Anniversary!..

I hope all of you folks dwelling right here in The Colonies enjoyed a bountiful Thanksgiving feast yesterday,snuggled all up in the warm blanket of family and friends!
Mom-O and Lizzard King,in perfectly choreographed fashion,whipped up an amazing presentation of holiday favorites,while I played my traditional role of staying the hell out of the kitchen.

Today marks an occasion of a different sort..
Ten years ago on this very date,I was relaxing in my upstairs bedroom,..minding my own business,..when a battalion of armor-clad law enforcement types burst in the front door,and flew up the stairs!
Dont'cha know I was slammed up against the wall with a 9mm pressed against my temple,before I even had an opportunity to make a graceful egress out the second story window.
I had been dealing methamphetamine for several years you see,and they rightly figured it was time for me to retire.

'You guys shoulda called first,..I'da made a pot of coffee!',..I told them.
They just love it when you engage them in witty banter..

In truth,I number this day among those that seem pretty dismal at first,but which eventually prove themselves to be a blessing in disguise.
I went through the system,jumped through all the hoops,dotted all the I's,and crossed my heart never to get embroiled in that sort of nonsense again.
And I haven't..

Just for grins,I looked up the appropriate gift to mark a tenth anniversary.
Turns out,it's aluminum.
Ironic when you consider that 'doin' a foil' was my preferred method of ingestion.
If you don't know what that means,you may number that among your own blessings as well..