So I got word of my estranged uncle.. It turns out he's doing the whole "leaving Las Vegas" thing.. though back home in Michigan and not with a prostitute but the whole drinking himself to death thing... Apparently he looks like he's ninety years old and weighs about ninety pounds.. My other uncle, his brother, (both my dad's brothers) just finally decided to drop by his house to find out all of this.. he was covered in three or four blankets and shivering.. He might not make it.. My dad and uncle are giving him till friday to check himself into a hospital or they are going to go for a court order.. This is an uncle I don't know as well as the others, and he's always been the most mysterious, but when I was a kid he always gave me the most money.. My grandma is not going to take this well if and when they decide to tell her.. They want to wait and see what the doctors say.. I guess he's always been this way a little bit as my Ma says this was a long time coming... The thing I like most about my family is that it's strong.. I'm fortunate for that..
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niobe:
That's awesome! A great story! Thank you for sharing it with me. I can't even imagine being around famous people. I think I'd die. Literally.
I can't even imagine being around famous people. I think I'd die. Literally. 
otoki:
It was actually my first zombie dream. In one of them I died while they were tearing out my intestines. I usually wake up when I die but I actually was "conscious" during most of my death.