I found some new Miles Davis music… what I am saying, Miles
has been dead for more than 20 years, but I discovered some of his amazing jazz
albums that I had not heard before. So that’s good. Jazz makes me happy. I wish
I knew more about it when I was younger, but it just evokes good emotions. I
just watched a move that had Miles Davis and Bob Dylan on the soundtrack. Doesn’t get much better
than that. By the way, if you feel like watching a 90s movie again, Jerry Maguire
is a good choice.
Had a nice chat with Neil last weekend. Actually I waited
until 2:00 p.m. to call him because it was 11:00 a.m. in Vancouver, and he works late. I felt a tiny bit guilty because I think my phone call woke him up. He answered with a combined grunt, sigh and groan that sounded like "Hlo..hlooo."
Anyway, he is liking the new pub he works in and he is happy. This week he is off to L.A. to spend time with friends. I always worry when he travels (Dads always worry about their kids) but he was telling me he and his friends know Los Angeles pretty well and they know how to be safe.
Wow, things don't get too much better eh. Both of my children are happy and healthy. I am blessed.
Anyway, he is liking the new pub he works in and he is happy. This week he is off to L.A. to spend time with friends. I always worry when he travels (Dads always worry about their kids) but he was telling me he and his friends know Los Angeles pretty well and they know how to be safe.
Wow, things don't get too much better eh. Both of my children are happy and healthy. I am blessed.
Work is good. I am lucky that I don’t find it be like, y’know,
Work. Some mornings I have actually been getting up earlier because I want to
get to work earlier.
The e-reader is amazing. I have been reading so much that
the battery died today. The book said the battery is supposed to be good for
two months before a re-charge. Not quite!
And next weekend is St. Paddy’s Day…. Some of the media gang
reminded me that last year’s St. Paddy’s Day party, which I hosted, was so good we
should do it again. Hmmm… for some reason my memory of that wonderful event is still a bit blurry. I think if somebody donates a bottle of whiskey I can
be convinced to cook the dinner. We will let you know.
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