Well I'm all situated in my new place. The contractor gave the key on Monday and I just finished movin' in all my stuff.
I'm sorry it took Derik a while to hook everything up.
But I kind f wanted to get Molly situated first in her room and get some of the more important things done first.
Speakin' of which. I have started my anger management courses last night. Once a week for six weeks. I hope it helps.
I only have had three beers since I got back, been substitutin' the beer with Diet Pepsi. Kelly over at The Brick thought I was ill when I asked for that instead of a Black Rabbit. By the way Bert, Kelly wants to get together with you soon. Wants to know who this Natasha person is.
(Im stayin' out of it

I also got to take care of some back cases, close them, even got back to my old routine around here up at the cove. Molly is appy to be home, so is Duke.
Here's the deal though. I know I'm not cut out to be a Lazlo member. Hell, I'ld look at myself in the mirror and think "Who am I kidding I ain't no hero. I'm a frickin' jack ass is what I am. "
Now though, I know better. Molly really needs me, and Im in a job where some crack head with a 9MM and no common sense can take me out. She needs a father, and I couldn't do that to her.
Chasin' monsters all over the country doesn't help matters either. I'll leave that to he real heroes; which is you guys.
I must admit Im a bit evious of some of you, like Ron, KT, Bert, Shadow, you all have your thing, and day after day; night adter night you guys stick your neck out on the line so that good folks can sleep well at night.
Truth also be tod, I didn't quit "B.B.", Del Caine relieved me due to the fact I failed my psyche profile. Said I had "temperment issues" and that I repressed alot of stuff. They were right. I did.
Not any more.
I am, and always will be a LEO, that is what I was meant to do; "Serve & Protect". I just can't do it in the same way as you guys. Im just a redneck country hicksheriff that shoots off his mouth, shoot soff his gun, I almost ruined my life in one big BANG.
So, what I want to say is thanks for everything. I know you guys can go on without me around to slow ya' down. If any of you fellas are in Maine, stop by town, The Brick is always open, and I wouldn't mind seein' ya'll again.
PS: Celeste, if you see this. I mailed something special to you, that I want you to have. It belonged to my mother, I think she'ld really have liked you to have it. Thank you for everything too. You made me feel important for once in my life (to someone other than Molly).
See ya'll around.
Happy Huntin'
Over & out...