Hi,
There seems to be a warming trend in the weather here on the Westside. Lots of driving around, playing in the traffic. There were also moments of reflection on the Northern Adventure.
There was mail in the inbox with correct answers to this bouncy 'Song of '75'. You'll notice one less blank today, but it doesn't change the title, which is 5. I believe the following lyrics are the ones that stuck in our heads back then:
"Just stop (stop), 'cause I really love you. Stop (stop), I'll be thinking of you. Look in your heart and let __ __ __ __, what ever." Hint: The artists were a married couple who sang backgrounds for Elton John and Neil Sedaka before breaking out on their own.
The final installment of our mad dash to the north consisted of driving from Oakland to San Jose to have coffee with the Athas family. We started off being turned around with regards to the freeway. To add to the confusion, when we did get on the road we re-discovered just how confusing the highway signs are in the north of the state. Using the sun as a guide, we found ourselves going north when the sign said west. Don't get me started on this odd reality. We finally found the coffee shop and relaxed. We were early, again, and it was a good thing.
Last summer we had a wonderful mini-vacation in Pescadero with Bill, Rachelle, and Coco Athas and Ruffy the dog. Our visit this time was at a Peet's coffee shop in a district of San Jose. Their dog couldn't make the coffee date. Lots of questions about the flooding in Thailand and updates on Lisa's art career kept us all busy. At one point Coco (Cordelia) did some of her homework. She is taking Spanish and has to read for a certain amount of time everyday, in Spanish. We always have a mellow time with them. Near the end of the visit, as the sun set, I went outside to get a few photos of Bill's Audio R8, the car that I got to drive last summer. Zoom
Our arrival at the San Jose Airport went pretty smooth. When we got underway they announced that the flight time would be 37 minutes. When we touched down at LAX things began to change. We were told that due to earlier delays, we'd have to stay on the plane for about 15 minutes. Thirty minutes later we moving towards a gate. Down in the baggage area we waited patiently for our flight to be posted. Half an hour later the bags began to trickle onto the conveyor belt. So, touch down and baggage claim took longer than the flight from SJI to LAX. Who knew?
Wednesday a lot of miles were put on the car, all in town. Trips to and from the Marina, and West L.A. provided lots of views of the city in action. Lisa had coffee visits and lunch with friends from her former job at the institute. I spent some time with Mr. August. Later in the afternoon I took C-Bass to an appointment on the Westside and coming home we compared notes about the best routes to use in rush-hour traffic. Now that he's driving he has a different perspective about getting from point A to point B.
Today is my Recovery Birthday and I'm celebrating 22 years of being clean and serene. Oh yeah.
Have a Thrilling Thursday.
Peace,
Danny
"You can't grasp it, but you can't lose it.
It winds its own way.When you are silent, it speaks.
When you speak, it is dumb.
There are no obstacles.
The great gate of love is wide open."
~Yung-Chia Ta-Shi
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