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Wednesday
Apr032002

guest blathering: Graham




"Graham, here. Debbie asked me very nicely to write a guest blather, here, so I'll do what I can as I untwist my arm. Debbie's been working out! I must first express my gratitude to Debbie for her gracious hospitality, wonderful cookies and limitless capacity for good humour. Also to wish her a happy belated fortieth birthday. I have about four months of seniority on Debbie. I guess that puts me at the front of the toboggan we now ride screaming into old age. I suppose when you think about it, turning forty isn't so bad, especially considering the alternative. Some of us achieve great goals by that time, others of us look back on a trail of unfulfilled dreams. I just watch myself become more and more like my father. All those strange quirky things he'd do and I used to shake my head about suddenly start to make sense. I understand why I have to keep the refrigerator door shut. I know why I shouldn't leave my jacket hanging on a door handle. If you're reading this Dad, understand this... Now I get it.

I suppose as I see myself strolling blissfully through my middle years, I am supposed to come to terms with my aging. But, I don't think about it as being forty. I am twice twenty. Debbie's playing her harp in behind me as I write this. She is really getting good with that thing. Not at all bad for forty."




Debbie again...

The photo below is of a piece of music that John had in his archives called "The Poslfit Blues" that I apparently wrote 20 years ago. You can click on the picture to get a bigger image.

Very short Blather today, sorry. Graham Leathers just called; he's in town, woohoo! We're going to have lunch, which means I should probably get some work done before he gets here. Andrea arrives between noon and 2 pm. Maybe I can get both Graham and Andrea to do Guest Blatherings while they're here.

Thanks for all those who sent good thoughts to Bryan's mom yesterday. Bryan reports that she came out of surgery fine, and that things are looking good so far (yay!).

Possible Virus Warning:
Andrea reports getting an e-mail from "Ohi@inkspot.com" with an attachment. She wisely has not opened the attachment, and I advise anyone else receiving e-mail from this address not to open it, either. I no longer have any e-mail addresses at inkspot.com. For more info, please see Andrea's message in Blatherchat.



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