the Heavy set uh , set

Drudge had a headline today about a lady who fell thru a sidewalk .That had to be embarrassing . . Here is the story . She went six feet under and they needed a crane to lift her considerable girth which a spectator estimated at 300 pounds . That is a big girl . I have known a few of the Big Boned . One was a friend's Aunt who had to be 440ish . She had a lovely personality .

Having once carried some heft ( I lost 68 pounds ) I am sympathetic to the heavy uh , set . Reader MTVA mentioned that she had a few pounds to lose . We like her as she is tho and do not care if she is 3 or 30 or 300 pounds overweight . She looks just fine to us . 

Remember the look in Tiny's eyes ? I have seen it in people . That 'Always Hungry'  look means they are hungry for something or other , and it is usually company . Put another way .....
'It's not so much what you are eating , as what is eating you ' .

One girl I knew worked for a client . Misty was her name , and she was obese . Maybe 350 pounds . I could see in her face that underneath it all she was a good looking Redhead . Her appearance was always beyond reproach w coordinated outfits , and carefully applied make-up but the burden she carried w her weight was apparent in those eyes . I told her she looked nice one day and the poor gal nearly died of embarrassment , possibly harboring a bit of a crush or something . I did try to be nice to her as someone struggling against a  burden , albeit of her own construction .  She had an empty space inside that need filling .

You know the stereotype of the jolly fat person . I just cannot believe it to be true . What I have noticed is their gregarious nature which I attribute to that lonelier existence . Those starved for company frequently find that Ding Dongs will do as a tasty alternative   .

I had ( lets call a spade a spade ) a fat friend , Fran . She was a client of mine and a house a'fire conversationally , w a sharp mind a quick wit . She also laughed uncontrollably  at my jokes making her a favorite . We shared an interest in Pulp Fiction w whatever books came easily to hand . I found one literally discarded by a bum  who I think had never read it .

I was inspecting a house for a Property Management firm  to confirm that their clients had , as suspected , moved out in lieu of paying their arrears . The place was a wreck .The book was clearly in their refuse , and mine for the taking . I had never heard of the author but had just finished a book , and needed , something , anything to read .  You know of this book BTW . I did not .  I saw the Title and thought this is probably Science Fantasy , along the lines of Dungeons and Dragons .
' Red Dragon ' . Round about page 10 Hannibal Lecter made an appearance which was a very pleasant surprise  indeed , turning it into an exciting read . I would rank it equal to Silence of the Lambs , or maybe Frederick Forsythe's ' Day of the Jackal ' .  I told Fran it was a pretty good read and she asked if she could borrow it when I was finished . I was happy to oblige . I think I gave it to her before noon , maybe 11 . She gave it back at 9:30 the next morning , finished .  She had not slept , and read the book thru in one sitting . That is my kinda reader , and my kinda person . Driven . Dedicated . Delightful  . Like my readers here . Thanks for stoppin in guys .