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Another One Down
Jun. 13th, 2009 09:36 amI'm going to break with my tradition of never posting on the subject of my personal "social" relationships. So here goes...
( Cut because it's really boring )
( Cut because it's really boring )
How to say Thank You
May. 28th, 2009 08:44 amI bought a CD over the 'net the other day and got a giggle over the response I received from the vendor...
"Your CD has been gently taken from our shelves with sterilized contamination-free gloves and placed onto a satin pillow.
A team of 50 employees inspected your CD and polished it to make sure it was in the best possible condition before mailing.
Our packing specialist from Japan lit a candle and a hush fell over the crowd as he put your CD into the finest gold-lined box that money can buy.
We all had a wonderful celebration afterwards and the whole party marched down the street to the post office where the entire town of Portland waved "Bon Voyage!" to your package, on its way to you, in our private jet on this day, Wednesday, May 27th.
I hope you had a wonderful time shopping at our store. We sure did. Your picture is on our wall s "Customer of the Year." We're all exhausted but can't wait for you to come back!!
Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Sigh..."
Gotta love it.
"Your CD has been gently taken from our shelves with sterilized contamination-free gloves and placed onto a satin pillow.
A team of 50 employees inspected your CD and polished it to make sure it was in the best possible condition before mailing.
Our packing specialist from Japan lit a candle and a hush fell over the crowd as he put your CD into the finest gold-lined box that money can buy.
We all had a wonderful celebration afterwards and the whole party marched down the street to the post office where the entire town of Portland waved "Bon Voyage!" to your package, on its way to you, in our private jet on this day, Wednesday, May 27th.
I hope you had a wonderful time shopping at our store. We sure did. Your picture is on our wall s "Customer of the Year." We're all exhausted but can't wait for you to come back!!
Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Sigh..."
Gotta love it.
Vacation Log
May. 18th, 2009 11:41 amWith a free Southwest ticket gathering dust, it was time for a short vacation back east. I broke with my normal tradition of flying to Point X, puttering around, and then flying home by flying to West Palm Beach for a weekend to celebrate a buddy's birthday, then up to New York for a week of shows, terrorizing the Big Apple (or, more accurately, having the place terrorize me as it always has), followed by a weekend in Chicago. The time went quickly. Once again, Southwest proved to be tremendously reliable with near on time flights (several of which arrived early). I do miss some of the more wacky flight staff however.
Highlights of the trip... ( cut for the uninterested )
And so ended a very full 10 day trip. Oh, except for the head cold that arrived in full force once I arrived home.
O Fortuna!
Apr. 10th, 2009 12:21 pmAs I type this, I'm listening to selections from Carl Orff's Carmina Burana on the local classical radio station and reminiscing about singing this amazingly percussive work in college. For an engineering school, RPI - AKA Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute - had a surprisingly good chorus (although it was called a "glee club", a name which I always thought was amusing as heck). Our Christmas Carols concert (long before it was politically incorrect to call such an event by such a name) was attended by a crowd of over 5,000. The Spring Concert (not yet politically incorrectly named) always included one of the massive warhorses of the choral universe. Attendance was fewer in number but the enthusiasm shown by our audiences was, if anything, at a higher pitch.
Anyway, back to Carmina... This is one of those classical pieces that many people have heard in snippets here and there in movies, TV shows, and the odd commercial yet never know by name. It takes just under an hour to perform, requires great precision in the singing of the Latin and low German lyrics, and has a voice killing climax. We loved it. So much so in fact that it was decided to memorialize our performance on a vinyl LP (yes, kids, that's called a 'record'). I still have it somewhere in a box in storage.
All of this came back to me in a flash of recollection. Wow
Anyway, back to Carmina... This is one of those classical pieces that many people have heard in snippets here and there in movies, TV shows, and the odd commercial yet never know by name. It takes just under an hour to perform, requires great precision in the singing of the Latin and low German lyrics, and has a voice killing climax. We loved it. So much so in fact that it was decided to memorialize our performance on a vinyl LP (yes, kids, that's called a 'record'). I still have it somewhere in a box in storage.
All of this came back to me in a flash of recollection. Wow
Monsters Vs. Aliens
Apr. 6th, 2009 12:57 pmCaught the 2-D 9:10PM showing Saturday
Why do parents bring children under 10 years of age to movies that late in the evening?
Overall - What a disappointment. An instructional video on how to take a great plot concept and dull-ify it.
Best Character - BOB, the one eyed blob.
Worth Spending $$ to See? - Um, no, not in my opinion
A Pancake as Big as a Manhole Cover
Apr. 6th, 2009 12:46 pmI've been trying to change my eating habits. Really, yeah, I am. I've accepted and am pretty comfy with my "inner chubby" and all that it means. My decision, live with it bitches!
Part of the change process is breaking with the mantra good old Mom beat into me as a kid... You're not done until the plate is empty! Mom added her own heaping spoonful of Jewish guilt with... Millions are starving in India, Richard! Gotta love mothers.
So, the other weekend, I went out to breakfast with my best friend Todd at a popular local restaurant that is normally so crowded that wait times approach an hour. I ordered one of their flapjacks (yeah, OK, it's not health food, note comment to bitches earlier). In due time out came a platter containing a flapjack. One. No tape measure was available but it easily measured 18 inches by 12 inches. And it was delicious. I mean possibly the best pancake I've ever eaten.
But (and you knew there was going to be a 'but'), I was stuffed and full before I'd reached half way. So I stopped eating. The waitrons, familiar with the mega portion size that were turned out of the kitchen, came by to giggle and ask if I was done. Todd had ordered some sort of omelet and his eyes too were glazed over.
So what's with restaurants that serve humongoid sized meals? They all do it, or so it seems. is it me, or does everybody come down with glazed eye syndrome?
Part of the change process is breaking with the mantra good old Mom beat into me as a kid... You're not done until the plate is empty! Mom added her own heaping spoonful of Jewish guilt with... Millions are starving in India, Richard! Gotta love mothers.
So, the other weekend, I went out to breakfast with my best friend Todd at a popular local restaurant that is normally so crowded that wait times approach an hour. I ordered one of their flapjacks (yeah, OK, it's not health food, note comment to bitches earlier). In due time out came a platter containing a flapjack. One. No tape measure was available but it easily measured 18 inches by 12 inches. And it was delicious. I mean possibly the best pancake I've ever eaten.
But (and you knew there was going to be a 'but'), I was stuffed and full before I'd reached half way. So I stopped eating. The waitrons, familiar with the mega portion size that were turned out of the kitchen, came by to giggle and ask if I was done. Todd had ordered some sort of omelet and his eyes too were glazed over.
So what's with restaurants that serve humongoid sized meals? They all do it, or so it seems. is it me, or does everybody come down with glazed eye syndrome?
Questionable Questions Answered 1
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rwcubdad asked - "If you were able to give one identical object to everyone in the world, what would that object be?"At first, I was going to take a page from the Miss America contestant guidebook and answer "world peace". But that was too easy a response. So, after some thought I'm going to say...
Contentment
A one-size-fits-all concept that can be interpreted to fit individual needs. If contentment to you means hearth and home, you've got it. If contentment means an insatiable top with 10+ inches, enjoy your limp!
______________________________
Got questions?
Rent Increase
Mar. 13th, 2009 08:59 amI've been host to the uber-charming simbobloke this week. As we are both obsessed with Broadway and the touring company of Rent was in town, we decided to attend. But before I babble about the show, a side comment about our dinner beforehand...
( Amuse my Bouche Please! )
Some 10 years ago when I saw Rent for the first time, I hated it. I mean really hated it. Painfully loud music, angry lyrics, a dumbed down La Boheme, it left me cold. But the past decade has changed me. The world is a harder, bitter place. What were uninvolving tunes have now become touching and somewhat simplistic. Anthony Rapp and Adam Pascal were reprising their signature roles in the show. The years have been kind to both with Rapp's performance being most memorable. Even San Diego's traditionally reserved audience came out of its shell screaming approval for the shows highlights.
Rent will never rank in my top 10 of shows. But it was fun, a lot of fun.
simbobloke this week. As we are both obsessed with Broadway and the touring company of Rent was in town, we decided to attend. But before I babble about the show, a side comment about our dinner beforehand...( Amuse my Bouche Please! )
Some 10 years ago when I saw Rent for the first time, I hated it. I mean really hated it. Painfully loud music, angry lyrics, a dumbed down La Boheme, it left me cold. But the past decade has changed me. The world is a harder, bitter place. What were uninvolving tunes have now become touching and somewhat simplistic. Anthony Rapp and Adam Pascal were reprising their signature roles in the show. The years have been kind to both with Rapp's performance being most memorable. Even San Diego's traditionally reserved audience came out of its shell screaming approval for the shows highlights.
Rent will never rank in my top 10 of shows. But it was fun, a lot of fun.
Questionable March
Mar. 5th, 2009 11:07 amI tend to avoid the blizzard of meme's that circulate through LJ-land. A few are entertaining, many are silly, and most seem to generate lots of heat but not much light. Do you really care what Tarot card I am? I don't!
But the March "ask me any question" intrigues me. While I can't imagine my life having interest to any but a twisted few (and we know who YOU are!), I'm going to open the door to questions. Ask away if you've a mind to do so.
Two advisories... All questions will be screened, just seems right to do so. Also, I don't promise to answer every question. I'm big on privacy.
Go for it, kids!
But the March "ask me any question" intrigues me. While I can't imagine my life having interest to any but a twisted few (and we know who YOU are!), I'm going to open the door to questions. Ask away if you've a mind to do so.
Two advisories... All questions will be screened, just seems right to do so. Also, I don't promise to answer every question. I'm big on privacy.
Go for it, kids!
You know how it goes... You've been chatting with someone for a while on line. You agree to a coffee date. It goes pretty well but then...
[Poll #1356697]
[Poll #1356697]
Violent World, Epilogue
Feb. 27th, 2009 08:36 amHere's an update to a post I did a couple of weeks ago for those who might be interested...
My friend Dan is recovering steadily from his injuries. By far the most annoying injury (he's said he's had very little pain) has been his jaw which will be wired shut for six weeks so the fracture can heal. He's getting tremendous support from his friends and family. He's a very lucky guy.
Not surprisingly, the perp turned out to be addicted to meth and appears to be, ahem, mentally challenged (his public defender describes the perp as "crazy"). Through an out of court settlement, the perp has been sentenced to three years in prison (out of a possible five maximum). My suspicion is that his time behind bars won't go smoothly.
Confessions of a Gadget Freak
Feb. 23rd, 2009 04:02 pmSome of us come out early in life, others take their time...
When I was about 8 years old, I came out - as a gadget freak. I knew I was different. Where other kids were running around playing stickball, I was inside disassembling a wind up clock to see how it worked. For some reason, my gadget obsessed mechanical victims were never as easy to put back together. But that never stopped me. I was a self-admitted freak, after all.
I was excited when the TV repairman had to come a-callin'. I'd hyperventilate at the sight of his box of tools and vacuum tubes as he'd unfold layer after layer of his magic treasure trove of goodies. I'd cackle with glee when he'd identify the part that had transgressed causing the sitcoms of the era to fail to appear in brilliant black and white (yes, Virginia, there was life before color TV).
At 14, I assembled my first stereo kit. The solder burns on my fingers were trophies of my obsessive devotion. Kit after kit, each one more complex, more mysterious in its inner workings. There was no stopping me I tell you!
Once I attained gainful employment, my gadget freakdom exploded with a vengeance. Do a tune-up on the car? Pah, mere child's play! I'd search out the elusive spark plug brand that purported to give that little extra bit of performance. I'd ponder endlessly the merits of synthetic oil over the plebeian leavings of the dinosaur era.
My love of music and stereo mania came together in a perfect storm of steadily more ideal components (as I was certain they were), each more expensive and, typically, less reliable. Speaker wire that could lash the Queen Mary 2 to the docks? Absolutely! An amplifier so powerful it could be used for light welding? Certainly! My mailbox overflowed in a steady stream of glossy covered cult journals featuring the latest in gadgetry built in its inventor's garage and unquestionably better sonics than last weeks latest and greatest. Owners manuals were my bible, my Torah, my Koran.
I'd hear about some new little device that would shock and awe my friends and I'd whip out my credit card. My house was festooned with dimmer switches, remote controls, and state-of-the-art electronica. Even poor Miss Thing's litter box didn't escape my gaze. I hunted the holy grail of litter boxes, the one that would, when tilted just the right way, leave her poo-poo zone pristine.
Satellite television, a car with enough electronics to terrify Einstein, iPod, iPhone (both original and 3G), internet radio, they were all grist for my mill.
And so, this past weekend when my uber-flexible home theater universal remote control suffered an electronic brain hemorrhage which left it comatose on the coffee table, I hesitated mere seconds before ordering something newer, sleeker, sexier, and better.
I am a gadget freak. I am unashamed.
Violent World
Feb. 13th, 2009 09:59 amI'm like most of us, I think. I "tsk tsk tsk" when the news babbles on about some senseless act of violence. But it doesn't invade my world or the world of those close to me.
I was shocked back into reality last night...
Dan has been a good friend for something approaching 15 years. He's a lifelong San Diego resident, in decent physical shape at 50 years of age. A week ago, while calmly eating breakfast and checking his mail on his iPhone while seated at an outside table at a local juicery, an individual reached over his shoulder, grabbed the phone from his hand, and started walking away. Dan did what I suspect most of us would do, he followed the man, and demanded his phone back. The perp whirled around, punched Dan in the jaw, knocking him to the ground. Dan got up and was rewarded with a few more punches. Dan was able to trip up the perp, which sent the phone flying, and Dan was able to retrieve it. Perp once again walked away (no, not running). Dan flagged down a mall maintenance man and then a security guard. Their reward was an excellent Rod Blagojevich response from the perp. When the guard attempted to restrain the perp, yet another scuffle ensued. Dan and the maintenance man jumped in to aid the guard when it became evident that the perp was about to pummel the guard. Dan was again thrown to the ground, this time using his bruised but still functioning iPhone to call 911. Four police cars responded rapidly, the officers finally able to take the perp into custody.
Dan's injuries were a fractured jaw and elbow as well as some severe sprains in one leg and arm. In hindsight and from the relative security of my office chair, I can say that Dan got off pretty easy. Best not to imagine what might have transpired had the perp used a knife or gun. Dan will recover, the perp will hopefully be incarcerated for some time. Dan, a world class pun-ster, is already making jokes about the whole incident.
The message - we do live in a violent world that can unexpectedly come crashing down on us.
What can one say about an unmarried woman who appears determined to have children in the same manner that a dog burps out a litter? Today's news article suggests that this baby factory has been obsessed for some time, perhaps abnormally so. Attempting to successfully single-parent 14 kids seems a near impossibility. Perhaps her thinking doesn't include such thoughts, it's just the baby-making process. It is strange, bizarre.
But are we any better? Aren't we just as obsessed with titillating news stories of this type? We expect the media to give birth to one amazing story after another, each being more exciting than the one before it. And more tomorrow and the next day. Do we really care what happens after we're full of each latest taste of the atypical? It is strange, bizarre.
Ancient Chinese saying "May You Live in Interesting Times"...
Public investigation of Senator Joe McCarthy (broadcast on TV)
Election and inauguration of John F. Kennedy
Assassination of John F. Kennedy
Assassinations of Martin Luther King and Robert Kennedy
Resignation of Richard M. Nixon
911
Election and Inauguration of Barack H. Obama
Interesting indeed...
20 Questions Meme Challenge
Jan. 14th, 2009 12:06 pmI hate writing and posting meme's. They seem pointless and bandwidth gobbling. BUT just to prove squalidbear wrong, I'm going to do one...
Meme rules:
A. People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blog and replace any question that they dislike with a new, original question.
B. Tag eight people (SEE BELOW!). Don't refuse to do that. Don't tag who tagged you.
20 Questions
01: What are your nick-names?
Rick/Rich/Richard; The Hemorrhoid, Spondulix (my father's nickname for me... and you wonder why I turned gay?). With greater frequency of late - Daddy/Sir (which make me laugh).
02: What facial hair are you sporting right now?
A tastefully graying beard which has appeared in varying forms since I was 25 and long before I self-identified as a bear.
03:What's new in your life right now?
Logitech Squeezebox internet radio. My technogeek's card is secure.
04: How many colors are you wearing right now?
Three. Typical Business Casual - Shirt is red with a small white windowpane check; charcoal slacks.
05: Are you an introvert or an extrovert?
95% Introvert, 5% Ethel Merman
06: What was the last book you read?
Michael Tolliver Lives - Armistead Maupin
07: Do you daydream a lot?
Yes. Life is a daydream. It's reality that's the nightmare.
08: What's the weather like now?
72 degrees and sunny. Oh, if you mean OUTSIDE my office? It's also 72 degrees and sunny. Damn boring San Diego weather!
09: Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?
The holidays well and truly stank on many levels. Not having a vacation planned.
10: Tell me something really odd about you.
Ringing bells (eg: telephone) bother the heck out of me. I jump every time.
11: How long does it actually take to get ready in the morning?
45 minutes including 5-15 minutes of 'zone' time.
12: What websites do you visit daily?
LJ, selected news sites, CNET, amazon.devil, and a couple of bear chat sites.
13: What are your favorite iPhone Apps currently?
I've not yet gone AppHappy. I did download Melodis Dialer, a really neat and free voice dialer. I'm still looking for a listing of "must have" apps that resonates with my needs.
14: Do you like to clean?
You mean there are people who like to clean?? But, I enjoy having a tidy home and resist the invasion of a cleaning person. So, yes, I clean and grumble, clean and grumble...
15: What was the last song stuck in your head?
I seem to have been obsessed with the score from Billy Elliott, a show two wonderful friends (cuboz that includes you!) gifted me a ticket while I was on vacation in Sydney. Elton John lives!
16: What's the last movie you saw?
The Big Chill on TCM at home last night. In the theaters, the last was The Curious Case of Benjamin Button which I liked but not loved. I've also recently seen and adored Milk, Doubt, and Frost/Nixon, three very different movies that each deserve much more recognition than they seem to be receiving.
17: What hobby would you like to take up if money/time/ability were no obstacle?
Travel would certainly rank first on the list. Of late, I seem to have this itch to learn to ride a motorcycle and own something that doesn't make me look too silly.
18: What is one of your favorite lyrics in a song ever?
It's a toss up amongst 2 or 3 songs but "Somewhere" from West Side Story came to mind first:
There's a place for us,
Somewhere a place for us.
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us
Somewhere.
There's a time for us,
Some day a time for us,
Time together with time to spare,
Time to look, time to care,
Some day!
Somewhere.
We'll find a new way of living, Somewhere.
We'll find a new way of living,
We'll find a way of forgiving
Somewhere . . .
There's a place for us,
A time and place for us.
Hold my hand and we're halfway there.
Hold my hand and I'll take you there
Somehow,
Some day,
Somewhere!
19: What states or other places do you wish to visit in 2009?
New York City (again), the UK, and for reasons I can't quite explain, Hungary
20: What are you most looking forward to in the next month?
A return to life's little routines that seem to have been absent over the past couple of months.
I don't think I have eight folk that I'd want to inflict another meme on but there are a few who's posts I always enjoy...capy, simbobloke, mrdreamjeans, bearfuz, and hotelbearsf. cuboz and excessor would have been on the list had they not already been tagged.
Nyah, nyah,squalidbear, I did it!
squalidbear wrong, I'm going to do one...Meme rules:
A. People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blog and replace any question that they dislike with a new, original question.
B. Tag eight people (SEE BELOW!). Don't refuse to do that. Don't tag who tagged you.
20 Questions
01: What are your nick-names?
Rick/Rich/Richard; The Hemorrhoid, Spondulix (my father's nickname for me... and you wonder why I turned gay?). With greater frequency of late - Daddy/Sir (which make me laugh).
02: What facial hair are you sporting right now?
A tastefully graying beard which has appeared in varying forms since I was 25 and long before I self-identified as a bear.
03:What's new in your life right now?
Logitech Squeezebox internet radio. My technogeek's card is secure.
04: How many colors are you wearing right now?
Three. Typical Business Casual - Shirt is red with a small white windowpane check; charcoal slacks.
05: Are you an introvert or an extrovert?
95% Introvert, 5% Ethel Merman
06: What was the last book you read?
Michael Tolliver Lives - Armistead Maupin
07: Do you daydream a lot?
Yes. Life is a daydream. It's reality that's the nightmare.
08: What's the weather like now?
72 degrees and sunny. Oh, if you mean OUTSIDE my office? It's also 72 degrees and sunny. Damn boring San Diego weather!
09: Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?
The holidays well and truly stank on many levels. Not having a vacation planned.
10: Tell me something really odd about you.
Ringing bells (eg: telephone) bother the heck out of me. I jump every time.
11: How long does it actually take to get ready in the morning?
45 minutes including 5-15 minutes of 'zone' time.
12: What websites do you visit daily?
LJ, selected news sites, CNET, amazon.devil, and a couple of bear chat sites.
13: What are your favorite iPhone Apps currently?
I've not yet gone AppHappy. I did download Melodis Dialer, a really neat and free voice dialer. I'm still looking for a listing of "must have" apps that resonates with my needs.
14: Do you like to clean?
You mean there are people who like to clean?? But, I enjoy having a tidy home and resist the invasion of a cleaning person. So, yes, I clean and grumble, clean and grumble...
15: What was the last song stuck in your head?
I seem to have been obsessed with the score from Billy Elliott, a show two wonderful friends (
cuboz that includes you!) gifted me a ticket while I was on vacation in Sydney. Elton John lives!16: What's the last movie you saw?
The Big Chill on TCM at home last night. In the theaters, the last was The Curious Case of Benjamin Button which I liked but not loved. I've also recently seen and adored Milk, Doubt, and Frost/Nixon, three very different movies that each deserve much more recognition than they seem to be receiving.
17: What hobby would you like to take up if money/time/ability were no obstacle?
Travel would certainly rank first on the list. Of late, I seem to have this itch to learn to ride a motorcycle and own something that doesn't make me look too silly.
18: What is one of your favorite lyrics in a song ever?
It's a toss up amongst 2 or 3 songs but "Somewhere" from West Side Story came to mind first:
There's a place for us,
Somewhere a place for us.
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us
Somewhere.
There's a time for us,
Some day a time for us,
Time together with time to spare,
Time to look, time to care,
Some day!
Somewhere.
We'll find a new way of living, Somewhere.
We'll find a new way of living,
We'll find a way of forgiving
Somewhere . . .
There's a place for us,
A time and place for us.
Hold my hand and we're halfway there.
Hold my hand and I'll take you there
Somehow,
Some day,
Somewhere!
19: What states or other places do you wish to visit in 2009?
New York City (again), the UK, and for reasons I can't quite explain, Hungary
20: What are you most looking forward to in the next month?
A return to life's little routines that seem to have been absent over the past couple of months.
I don't think I have eight folk that I'd want to inflict another meme on but there are a few who's posts I always enjoy...
capy, simbobloke, mrdreamjeans, bearfuz, and hotelbearsf. cuboz and excessor would have been on the list had they not already been tagged.Nyah, nyah,
squalidbear, I did it!Vacation Snaps
Jan. 1st, 2009 01:23 pmFor those who vaguely recall that I went on vacation and after nearly 2 months of procrastination...
Linkie
Captain Hook, of course.
While channel surfing last night I happened to catch a song from a 1960 broadcast of JM Barry's classic Peter Pan. As Cyril Richard's clipped British accent danced over the lyrics to Captain Hook's Waltz, I found myself 12 again, sitting in front of my parent's Magnavox television in the living room, watching Mary Martin fly through the air hanging from a very obvious wire (but he's a GIRL!). It's still one of the most vivid memories of my childhood.
Stories that entertained were so simple. Good versus bad (and even the bad was lovable) with a huge dollop of whimsy. I hope never to lose the memories of that simpler time Peter sang of in Neverland...
I have a place where dreams are born,
And time is never planned.
It's not on any chart,
You must find it in your heart.
Never Neverland
While channel surfing last night I happened to catch a song from a 1960 broadcast of JM Barry's classic Peter Pan. As Cyril Richard's clipped British accent danced over the lyrics to Captain Hook's Waltz, I found myself 12 again, sitting in front of my parent's Magnavox television in the living room, watching Mary Martin fly through the air hanging from a very obvious wire (but he's a GIRL!). It's still one of the most vivid memories of my childhood.
Stories that entertained were so simple. Good versus bad (and even the bad was lovable) with a huge dollop of whimsy. I hope never to lose the memories of that simpler time Peter sang of in Neverland...
I have a place where dreams are born,
And time is never planned.
It's not on any chart,
You must find it in your heart.
Never Neverland
It Sometimes Rains in Southern California
Dec. 16th, 2008 11:44 amWalking from my house to the truck yesterday morning I had an unusual experience. Cold wet droplets were falling from the sky! The sidewalk was slippery, my scalp quickly felt as if I'd forgotten to dry my hair after a shower. In the dim recesses of my mind I recalled that this is what rain is like. "Surely this is some cosmic sign from Keanu Reeves!", I thought.
As I drove to work, it became clear that others were as flummoxed as I by this unholy rainfall. 'Run, go faster, find shelter!' was written across the faces of my fellow drivers.
Wetness continued to drop from the skies throughout the day. But there were non-believers in our midst. Returning north on I-5, a Honda driving miscreant before me chose to tempt the fates and spun out of control. The wet weather deity commanded that this non-believer be reminded of his foolishness with custom bodywork created when the Honda struck the center barrier.
Chant with me "rain is good, rain is good"...
As I drove to work, it became clear that others were as flummoxed as I by this unholy rainfall. 'Run, go faster, find shelter!' was written across the faces of my fellow drivers.
Wetness continued to drop from the skies throughout the day. But there were non-believers in our midst. Returning north on I-5, a Honda driving miscreant before me chose to tempt the fates and spun out of control. The wet weather deity commanded that this non-believer be reminded of his foolishness with custom bodywork created when the Honda struck the center barrier.
Chant with me "rain is good, rain is good"...
