Proof Of My Memory Loss

I was looking through some old, odd stuff and came across something that appalled me, appalled me, I tell you. A thing from my old old website known as "The Durango Files." Sort of a distant precursor to this blog, a distant precursor in which I webpaged my various travails and tribulations while I still lived in the Pacific Northwest.

I don't know if it was a function of my psyche blocking a painful memory, or my memory itself falling to disrepair, but I came across an accounting I wrote over a decade ago which should have served me as a cautionary tale, that I should have remembered. But, fool that I am, I'm all about giving people second, third and sometimes fourth chances. I no longer have such a foolish policy. I'm all about being Draconian anymore.

Anyway, here's an excerpt from the beginning of this memory jarring account.....

The following took place at the resort community of Sunriver in Central Oregon. Six different individuals with a total of nine different personalities were imprisoned in Hell Lodge on a deserted cul-de-sac for 5 long days of HELL.

The expedition had been arranged by a middle-aged married couple named Jack and Lulu. The other participants were their teenage son, Leo, a temporarily separated from her husband woman named Zelda, a compu-nerd, out-of-date, commie wannabe, who insisted on being called Trotsky; and one totally well-adjusted, completely sane person, your guide on this journey into the netherworld of the human mind, Dr. Durango Jones.....

Go here to read the entire painful episode.....