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1  I worked the final music concert last night.

2  Awesome stuff.

3  We had the appearance for the first time in the school's history of a full orchestra, which blew everyone out of the water.

4  I can't even begin to tell you how unutterably amazing the music was.  I'm astounded that music even exists if we are the result of some cosmic explosion or whatever.

5  If that's the case, somebodduh somewhere needs to 'splain a few things to me.

6   How is it that music can be so tremendously moving that 600 people stand in thunderous approval when it lands?

7  Why does math work?

8   Why are there so many things that are intrinsically pleasing, such as first thing in the morning, or 3 a.m.?

9   It's all too much, too much.

10  Maybe I've just been lucky.

11  I've had a few bad hands dealt, but overall, I've been REALLY lucky with the life I've been given.

12  I always saw it as a gift, and a learning process.

13  I also learned years ago about the cosmic significance of it all. You don't have 2900 coincidences, sunrises, smiles, tears, and faces of great friends and family and not realize that this simply ain't all of it.

14  I don't know what the ultimate joke is, but I do know that I'm getting continually schooled in the exectation of its coming.

15  Goin' deep here on a Fridee!

16  I've just been lucky.

17   There is a partial reason. My Dad crashed in an airplane when I was but a wee lad, and lived. He has cheated the reaper on more occasions than I'd care to mention. And he has survived all of it.

18  One year, we got him a tractor hat that said on it, "Mr. Lucky".

19  He also likes going up to the clubs in Reno and Tahoe. In fact, when his plane went down, he was flying up to Reno to get even more lucky!

20  Anyway, I'm the first son of Mr. Lucky.

21  I count me blessin's every single day.

22  It's nice, don'tcha know.

23  I sing this afternoon at 4. I'll be singing Frank Sinatra's Young at Heart to a buncha people who need that lesson.

24   Wish me luck.

25   I am, after all, the first son of Mr. Lucky.

26 Look up and smile this weekend.

27  You're luckier than you think.

28   Peace.

~H~

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1  Last night's Giants' game was everything the ol' pastime oughta be. Randy Johnson won his 299th game, and some fan got two foul balls at the end of the game. The guy then proceeded to take pictures of seagulls, according to Duane Kuiper. And the Giants swept the Braves at home for the first time since 2003.

2  A lot of guys got hits, and it just managed to be a nice smile.

3   After that, I was able to catch a little So You Think You Can Dance, a much better show than American Idol, in my opinion. I absolutely couldn't watch American Idol this year. I think the Simon/Paula/Ryan stuff is getting pretty played out, but that's just one guy's opinion.

4  So SYTYCD had these brothers, one of whom danced like Gene Kelly, the other like a classic brother who isn't as good as another, but who is good anyway. Sort of like Jerry Van Dyke to Dick Van Dyke back-in-the-day.

5  I'm still getting almost-clobbered by inanimate objects, although it has lessened in the past day or two. I did reach into the recycling and sliced my hand on the lid of a can, and I almost got attacked by metal folding table legs, but Spidermanned my way out of danger.

6  And I don't know about you, but I love Suddenly Thursday. Like getting back from a 3-day weekend is always intense, and the Tuesday is...

7  A Tuesday. But it's usually a Tuesday that is sorta like walking around on heroin or something. That was the day I was doing all the falling down and shucking and jiving with inanimate objects.

8  And suddenly it is Thursday, which usually means you have a pretty good beat on the week.

9  Tonight is the last band concert of the year, so looks like I'll be in the theater for a goodly part of the night, but I always enjoy our concerts.

10  And Friday they're having some sorta Follies at 4 p.m. The staff and students are putting on a sort of talent show. I'll lead off at 4:01, and I'm going to sing a couple of Sinatra tunes. It sounds fun. If you have the afternoon off, come on down. It's a short program, and should be over somewhat early. Bring lettuce for when I sing.

11  Truly, my voice has been pretty dry and raspy lately. I wrote last night's DN early in hopes that I could get some sleep and rest. It's been a pretty emotional ride the past week, so this should be a fun departure. I'll try to rest the ol' vocal cords. I had been practicing a bunch of Sinatra really for my Dad. I don't know when I intended to sing, but I did a little on Thursday afternoon. We even sang almost together, but too many people comin' and goin' prevented it.

12  The proceeds for the event go to the International Federation of Red Cross Global Water and Sanitation Initiative, which is a mouthful. Basically it's for the Red Cross.

12  So there you go. I'm almost afraid to launch this so early; it might scare somebody!

13  So have a great Thursday. It just got here so quickly, didn't it?

14  See ya soon.

15  Peace.

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1   Ah, a return to the Land of the Living.

2   Easier said than done.

3   I forgot how much students can care.

4   My third period English class had this beautiful card made up, and when the door opened up, they came in all ears and braces.

5   They presented me with this card that was gorgeous, a card with a slanted rose done in sketch, and when opened, with small notes from each kid.

6   The entire day was like that. I had a student who could no longer stay in school due to many factors; she invited me to  her home where she had to now remain in home teaching because regular school had placed her there. It was a sad, ongoing story all year, but she took the time to write and even invite me to stop by.

7   I also received  some beautiful support from DN readers. I can't begin to list the nice thoughts, poems, stories, and soul that came in, but I would like to acknowledge a card from Chritian and Evelyn, inwhich ten treees were planted and registered in the Plumas National forest as a living monument to my Mom.

8   I have a thick folder of cards and thoughts that I'm quite certain I won't be able to answer adequately. I had no idea!

9   Anyway, on behalf of my family, friends, and anyone else, I thank all of you for your thoughts, whether you sent something, or whether you simply gave a nice thought and a prayer. It all has worked, that I'll guarantee you.

10  It's funny because you know your entire life to remain strong and to help others see how to deal with things like this, but yesterday I still lost it during my last period of the day. I had braved the odds and decided to share the last part of my speech to Mom's friends and family. I choked and didn't quite choke it out.

11  You know how sometimes in life you just lose it?

12  Yeah, that happened.

13   It reminded me of the Paul McCartney DVD of his last live tour. He starts to sing "Hey, Jude" and the entire tour catches up with him. He sings about John and George, and finally can't even sing a line. His crew has pictures of hearts which they all lift in homage during the song, and he cracks. He apologizes to the crew, and to the fans with this comment: "It's allowed...!"

14   I said those very lines to my last class of the day. I lost it, but not too bad.

15   Earlier in the day I went to my desk to get my glasses when the class had presented this beautiful card to me. On the way back to the podium, I tripped over internet cords and crushed my knee, my elbow, my ankel, and my spirit. The kids asked if I was hurt, and I replied, "Only my pride!"

16  Haha, so true.

17  To this minute though, I am physically in pain from that fall. I had already taken a tumble from the TOOOOOONDRA a day or so before, and fell again on the same injury.

18  So I don't know that I'm all there quite yet. I do know that a large part of my life right now is centered on showing others how to stay brave and strong no matter what life throws your way.

19  It's much harder than I thought, and twice as necessary.

20  I am better now.

21  Word of honor.

22  I am better now.

23  Live life.

24  Love life.

25   Peace.

~H~

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1  Welp, I guess it's going around. I met two different people who said that they had lost not one, but two relatives in the same week. Two entirely different people, when has that ever happened? But I met TWO people who informed me of that.

2  It's going to be nice getting back to a normal routine. Last week was a bit crazuh. We never got to the Giants game on Friday. I thought it was the San Francisco Giants, but it turned out that we planned to hit the San Jose Giants, but it was a firecracker night. Sold out.

3  Instead, we took the party from my Mom's celebration, tables, ice chests, chairs, etc. and stuck it all in the front yard, organizing a birthday party in under 28 minutes!

4   I never moved so swiftly in my life, and nowadays, that's saying a lot, because I don't move too quickly to do anything but avoid moving quickly.

5   Moving backwards: There are a couple of things that I forgot to report about the service, so if I may: When my Dad wanted us to order flowers from him, we asked him what he wanted the flower ribbon to say. He paused, then said, "I still do."

6   And when I got in the car procession from the chapel to the church, we drove through San Bruno on a beautiful day. I played the Beatles' All You Need is Love with the windows down, not really loudly, but as a backdrop. It made sense beneath the blue suburban skies.

7   Miracles occurred almost regularly for the past three days, but that was to be expected. I won't go through all of it. It's just been really sweet. For example, on Friday I worried about assignments for my online class, and it turned out that we didn't have any major papers due at all.

8  Sweet.

9  So all that is drifting behind, as I swiftly travel down the highway.

10  The most painful thing one can imagine,  the passing of a parent, has gracefully blown past me like a summer day. I smiled a heckuva lot more than I cried. Thank you all again for abiding my indulgences, and for all the nice thoughts, poems, and support.

11  It's time now to get back into the world of the living, beginning with gardening, something I enjoy spending time doing.

12  Moving on: One thing that has been happening to me a lot lately is that I am constantly at war with inanimate objects, almost to the nth degree. I can't pick up a hose without it catching on something and knocking it over.

13  I moved the ladder to try to get to flourescent lights in my garage, and it picked up a pair of boxer shorts, a pretty funny image, until the ladder landed crookedly because of it. Can you imagine? Death by boxer shorts.

14  I spent around two hours trying to replace one of those flourescent lamps because, well, they NEVER work. One started humming and buzzing and sputtering. Another went on in one socket but not in another. I tested the socked with another light bulb, and it worked. I put the thing back in, and it didn't work. I put the original testing bulb back in, and IT didn't work.

15  You get the idea. I feel like Charlie Chaplin so many times. I think it was Modern Times where he couldn't get through a door because he had issues with a broom. He finally put the broomstick horizontally across the door and stepped over it, and then pulled it into the room.

16  Anyway, even after I wrote this portion of the DN, I went out, bought some lumber to do a project in my yard, and knocked out a window with the board.

17  Suddenly hoses have life, lumber can become vicious and shatter car windows, small walnuts can trip me, and rocks can come out of nowhere and knock me to the ground.

18  It's all a bit funny, and yet terribly strange...

19  Ah, it's probably my imagination, running away with me.

20  But lately inanimate objects seem to have thought. I'm not going out of my mind or anything, it's just something that I've come to notice.

21  I'll become yet more nutsy as the week progresses, so we should really end it here, before some other inanimate object decides to mess with me.

22  Enjoy your Tuesday, and your shortened week!

23  It' nice to be back in the land of the living.

24   Peace.

~H~

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The apple of my eye. Happy Birthday Caitlin!

1  Today is Caitlin's birthday, so happy birthday to the best daughter a dad could have!

2   We're going to the Giants' game tonight. Can't wait.

3   That picture up there is of a wonderful moment in our lives when we enjoyed a time out from life and cruised to Capitola for fun, shopping, lunch, and a nice day. We had all of that and more. Does it show?

4  She is one strong cookie. Her grandma passed away on Sunday, her loving Nonie, and the first thing that happened was that she wasn't going to be allowed to get yesterday and today off, which she requested. In fact, at first it looked like the were going to have Mom's funeral today, because the church wasn't available yesterday.

5   Can you even imagine how her Monday was? Her work was going to give her the time that the funeral was off, and that was it.

6   My Mom saw all of that. On Monday morning we went down to the Chapel and requested to change the original scheduling so that Caitlin wouldn't have to associate her birthday directly with her grandma's funeral, which they thought would be impossible to change.

7   They had a morning service already, the guy said.

8    We asked if they could do an afternoon one, and they said they would try. The guy called the church, but of course nobody was around. It was the priest's day off or something. Sundays must be rough on priests.

9   Anyway, it took forever. I then thought, "Why don't I go to my Mom? She has given so much love to the world, she might be able to put in a good word." Within minutes of that thought, the priest called and said that the service could be moved to yesterday.

10  I then called Caitlin. Just last year, she had been laid off from Manpower in Sacramento due to cut backs. As the phone rang, a Manpower car drove by.

11  I smiled.

12  Caitlin was SO relieved and happy that even the sun looked down and gave a nod.

13  She talked to her boss, and very soon, she had all of yesterday AND all of today off! My Mom had somehow given her a wonderful birthday gift.

14   So happy birthday to my little girl, and let's have a second day of pure joy. It's YOUR day today, make no mistake.

15  Moving backwards: Ever since I saw The Curious Case of Benjamin Button last week, I've thought a lot about the entire concept of life going backwards.

16  Mom's celebration was yesterday, and for a Thursday, it was a beautiful crowd. It was her wish that we don't have a public viewing, and that the church ceremony remain short so that people could celebrate rather than "mourn".

17  You don't say that to my family.

18   It means that you are to have the ultimate party, which we did.

19   If I also may back up, I received this e-mail from Jeff Love the other day. I won't give the entire one, but here is the beginning. I think you'll get the idea:

Hi H

Thanks for saying that you are celebrating. People usually look at me like I am a freak when I go to funerals. That's because I am usually smiling. My personal belief is that when someone dies, the only thing you should be sad about is that they are on a great trip, and it will be awhile until you catch up. Like someone you love flying to Hawaii a couple of days before you leave to start vacation a bit early...

Jeff Love

20  Yesterday's Mercury News had a guy who looked like the Philip Morris boy with a headline that jumped out at me. The headline read, "Bon Voyage, even if it's just across town."

21  The idea was to celebrate and send all the joy and love to the ends of the universe.

22   We did just that. After a rather somber first half in the church, my niece Amy gave a beautiful reading from Ecclesiastes, which the Byrds later turned into the song about how to everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose. That song has always had meaning to HER Mom, my sister Linda. I gave a talk celebrating not only my Mom, but everybody in the room, and everybody who ever had to go through something like this. I ended mine with references to the song, and also a song that was meaningful to Gayle entitled "Ribbons Down my Back" from Hello, Dolly!, and finally, a reference to "Look to the Rainbow", a song I sang a few years ago as a tribute to my Mom, and a song that was meaningful to everybody in my family.

23   And THEN my sister Gayle read an amusing poem my Dad wrote my Mom on her 75th birthday. I don't have either here right now but I'll try to copy both for Monday.

24  Gayle's talk was extempore, and hilarious. Unless someone filmed it, it may be special to the people lucky enough to have heard it.

25  The poem was essentially about how my Mom HAD to marry my Dad because he just wouldn't go away, and "now you're stuck with Robert J." 

26   My Dad was obviously an O.G. (Original Gangsta). He might actually have been THE O.G. Sweet, because it had been a lot of stress planning the celebration at home, and the three of us had been going in all sorts of different directions. After Gayle's amazingly eloquent talk, we all hugged, and held one another in the front row. It was a moment.

27   Sweet. So much more. DN readers might realize that Wolcott, Ken and Vicky Ponticelli, Edward, Sparky, Trinh, and Nhat all got there, and I hope I'm not leaving anyone out. Thuy Ann's mom woke up at 5:30 a.m. to make some beautiful orchids and have them sent over, followed by a poem she wrote to me about how my Mom inspired my students. She even called later at 11 p.m. to see how things were.

28  Sparky stayed and charmed the entire family and was given a public salute by my sister Gayle, and was even invited by Gayle to visit Mars!

29  The point here is that I guess my Mom got to a LOT more people than anyone can ever begin to imagine.

30   Moving forwards: Perhaps the best part of yesterday was watching everything. At our house my best friend from childhood Brian showed up and set up a bar in the patio. I hadn't seen him since my LAST friend's Mom's funeral. He was amazing. I got to introduce him to Sparky.

31  My aunts Tag (obviously another O.G., given the name) and Lorraine listened to swing music with my dad in the early afternoon. Many of us knew the songs and chimed in. All my parents' best friends were there, the real Great Generation, gathered to enjoy one another's company with hope that we will now begin having more and more celebrations that aren't centered around a tragic occurrence. We de-tragicked much of it pretty swiftly. We're having a birthday party for Tag come July!

32   My wife Helene and her best friend from high school Debbie set everything up, and then both charmed everyone, and were as lovely as ever. How come I got ugly and they stayed the same lol!

33  And my greatest joy of them all was looking over all afternoon and night and watching Caitlin smiling, laughing, and bringing so much joy to the entire thing. She was there, and instead of this being the worst birthday ever, actually got TWO parties in a pair of days. Doubleheader!

34   She laughed with all her cousins, and also with her own best friend, her sister Nicole. What better gift?

35   So much love.

36   So that's how it all went. It was almost like a quick idea of what things will be like when we do leave this place.

37   Mom has already arrived a few days early.

38   We wouldn't want the windows in heaven to be dirty now, would we?

39    And to Caitlin: Today is YOUR day sweetie. You may live life and love life today, and now, every day. Nonie insists.

40    I love you kiddo.

41    Peace.

Your Daddy.

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1  Whew.

2   I feel a bit like I just worked on a show for three-days and it's on tomorrow.

3   I guess it's good, because it flies by fast.

4   The pressure of getting everything together for services and a subsequent life celebration is almost beyond reality.

5   Flowers have to be arranged, gardens weeded, windows washed, prayers studied, speeches written, and amazing deadlines.

6   Thanks to our family we're getting it done. It has the same blood, sweat and tears that putting a show together has, that is a common love that everyone shoots for, but with different ideas on how to get there.

7   In the end, it's all about the love.

8   I'll be back to "normal" by Monday.

9    As I said, "Whew."

10   We'll see you agin, but I have corn to plow.

11   I can't say, "Thanks," enough for all the nice thoughts; they've kept me and my family sane.

12   Very sweet, and very supportive.

13   On behalf of my family one more time, I can't thank you all enough.

14   You've been wonderful.

15    Please enjoy a beautiful day today.

16    And send some love to somebody.

17    Peace.

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1  Thank you all once again for all of the thoughts and support.

2   Wow.

3    It's truly overwhelming, and my family and I thank you from the bottom of our hearts.

4    It's really been an interesting go of it, all told.

5   One thing that works is remaining spiritual and realizing that life has been proving things to me for quite a while now, and that somehow, somewhere, there is reason to put faith in something bigger.

6   The same little miracles and coincidences that follow me ordinarily are occurring all around lately. I'll try to make a list, but it's been difficult. I have virtually no access to the internet, for example. We're at my dad's house, and he has an AOL account that gives him a half-hour of internet per day.

7   I'm trying to keep up with online classes, answer e-mails from students at school, make picture boards for the ceremony on Thursday, and use my cell phone.

8   The cell phone, when used often enough, tends to go dead. Fortunately, I keep a cord on my every hour of the day so that I could communicate with the outside world, and thank goodness! 

9    But trying to work with no internet is frustrating. I get home and all I want to do is thank people right and left for such amazing thoughts, comments, prayers, wisdom, kindness, and love.

10  So much love, indeed.

11  I've been celebrating a bit, believe it or not. If you are the slightest bit religious, you may know why. My Mom is no longer paralyzed with a broken leg, a tumor, and myriad other health concerns. I picture her instead young once more, dancing (she was a marvelous dancer!) and going home to visit her parents. And I think that when measured against eternity, our separation is but a blink, so we all will be received in Graceland.

12  Song reference, and an Elvis reference as well.

13  Anyway, I do need sleep, but I wanted to hop on the DN and thank everybody and anybody. SO many of you caring and being so kind, it's unutterably beautiful.

14   All I can say this day is thank you.

15   Thank you.

16    That's all.

17     Peace.

~H~

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1  Thank you for the outpouring yesterday; it meant a lot to me and to my entire family. Just awesome.

2   The service for my Mom will be a reasonably short one on Thursday at 1:30 p.m. at St. Roberts Church, 1390 Crystal Springs Rd. San Bruno, CA 94066-4794. It's just a church and out, and food/party at my childhood house.

3   We've been fine, looking through old pictures, smiling a lot at vacations, Christmases and all the rest. Lotta love, lotta laughs.

4   My sister Linda showed me a little notebook that my Mom has kept for years, adding any words of wisdom she would find each time they would appear. Here are a few, but I intend eventually to write them all down in the order in which they appear. It's a little notebook with handwritten items, along with newspaper clippings and several cartoons from Family Circus. Here are a few items my Mom felt should have been handed to posterity:

If you judge people, you have no time to love them.

Mother Theresa

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction of being loved for yourself, or more correctly, being loved in spite of yourself.

Victor Hugo

The most important thing a parent can teach a child is how to get along without them.

Anonymous

Other things may change us but we start and end with family.

Anonymous

The past is only a great series of lessons to form a foundation in which to build the future.

Anonymous

Do not anticipate trouble, or worry about what may never happen. Keep the sunlight.

Ben Franklin

Life is mostly froth and bubble.

Two things stand like stone,

Kindness in another’s trouble,

Courage in your own.

Anonymous

To My Grown-up Children

My hands were busy through the day,

I didn’t have much time to play

The little games you asked me to.

I didn’t have much time for you.

I’d wash your clothes and sew and

cook,

But when you’d bring your picture

book

And ask me please to share your fun,

I’d say “a little later, hon.”

I’d tuck you in al safe at night

I’d kiss and hug you, dim the light.

Then tiptoe softly to the door.

I wish I’d stayed a minute more.

Life is short and years rush past.

And little children grow up fast.

No longer are they at your side,

Their precious secrets to confide.

My hands once busy now lie still,

The days are long and hard to fill.

I wish I might go back and do

The little things you asked me to.

Alice E. Chau

The First Christmas

If on the first Christmas,

the  three wise men had been women,

they would have

asked for directions,

arrived on time,

cleaned the stable,

helped deliver the baby,

made a casserole

and brought practical gifts.

Anonymous

Any day above ground is a good day.

Anonymous

Do you not find it curious

that you’ve never seen your own face?

Anonymous

Even if you’re on the right track,

you’ll get run over if you just sit there.

Will Rogers

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Shirley Harrington, my Mom. That's my nephew Michael and
my Dad, Bob. Michael's the guy on the left.

1   So...well, that's my Mom.

2   She walked into a bar yesterday...

3   She literally did too. She was struggling to turn in her bed and she hit her head on a bar. That counts.

4   Anyway, the best Mom ever has passed away as of yesterday afternoon.

5   She lived a beautiful life, and was loved by everybody.

6    I'm not quite ready yet to talk in the past tense, 'cuz I know she's listening...

7    For several years now she has been going through health concerns, operations, "procedures" and lay in bed paralyzed from the waist down. You would think that would beat someone, but nobody is as tough as my Mom.

8   She always stayed sweet, intelligent, and funny beyond words despite all of those things.

9   And if I may, my Dad was by her side through all of it, helping her, doing everything he could to support her and care for her. The just don't make 'em like those two anymore.

10  Anyway, we all went over the other day, just to visit and see how she was doing, and she had taken an enormous turn for the worse, and finally passed peacefully in her sleep, no pain and in her very own bed.

11  My family is okay, calm, at peace and reflective right now.

12  I won't be going in to school today, however.

13  No word yet on the services, but I'll let you know.

14  We all have been very lucky to have had her around for all these wonderful years. The memories are many, too many even to list here.

15   So that's the only news today.

16   Sad beyond words, and yet knowing that she is probably with her own Mom and Dad is really a nice thought.

17   And heaven just got a superstar.

18   The last words I said to her when she was alive yesterday were these: "I love you."

19   What else could you hope for?

20   My family is fine, and I am also.

21   You can't hurt steel...

22   Anyway, have a bright day; look at the sky and smile because heaven is going to finally be organized.

23   And the tablecloths are bound to become pretty spiffy.

24   G'night Mom. I meant it when I said I love you.

25   Peace.

Buddy

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1  The further I get into the University of Phoenix, the more I am convinced that they are a CIA front.

2   Now that I'm back in "college" I can readily see that the more abstract and away from clarity you stray, the higher grade you get.

3   I believe I'm paraphrasing Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. when I say it's almost as though we are saying, "In Nonsense We Trust".

4   I'm getting a bit of a kick out of it because it is so convoluted and absurd that it could only be designed by the CIA. Half the guys we research used to be IN the CIA, and for years!

5   I'm guessing that they are dummying down the CIA at the lower levels these days. When the CIA is recruiting for mainstream people, I'm guessing they are iso foot soldiers equipped to do anything they ask.

6   Makes sense.

7   I've reached a point in life where I've stopped caring for the most part. Those guys are only dangerous if they suddenly declare martial law or something, but as long as they don't, I'm cool with most anything, save torture.

8   Spooks.

9   That's what they call agents.

10  Spooks.

11   Moving on: Yesterday's "Eye" in the Merc News featured a pic of John McVie and Stevie Nicks with the words Fleetwood Mac plays nice written neatly across the picture. Double meaning, if you consider the history of the band. Soulful and venerable, they still have it, undoubtedly. I'll hope to be going next Thursday, but we'll see.

12  The best part about that page is just above that it has a picture of three dudes under which it advertises, "Avett Brothers in Santa Cruz".

13  Awesome.

14   I imagine the Avett Brothers are pretty good.

15  

16   Don't get old, I swear to you.

17   Did anybody notice that Pablo Sandoval of the Giants is just 22? That's awesome. Little Panda. Ya gotta love that guy.

18   I never did get to see the Dead last night. I had to write some gawdawful paper for the CIA. I always go over my word limit, so I always wind up paring my papers down so they sound like they have the jits.

19   I should be finished with all my writing for this class this Sunday. One more class to getting a degree of some sort, can't even remember what. There are a few of you out there who are doing the same thing, and I'm sure by now you feel pretty much the same way.

20  May. I swear.

21  They're doing a coupla shows up at the Chill tonight. Student written and directed. I may drop in and take a gander.

22  So...it's Frideeeeee!!!!

23  I hope all is well for everybody. Don't let all the stress make you lose focus on what's important. Smile the night away and bring it.

24  It's been too gloomy.

25   Cheer up, and then smile and cheer someone else up.

26   And if ya didn't get ice cream yesterday, shame on you!

27   Have a great weekend.

28    Peace.

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