I spent my last day of work sitting in a dentist's office being treated for a lost filling and then the prep for a root canal. Is this symbolic of the end or the beginning?
I'm still waiting for my car. May 21, I put it through a utility pole and it has been all this time at the body shop. The rental, however, has Sirrius radio and I am hooked on a channel with music from my youth. Strangely, it is not the 60's. If asked, and sometimes when not, I would characterize myself as a child of the 60's, but I guess I am not. I really had my formative years in the late 50's. I guess we have other distractions during high school and really form our love of music during Junior High School. So, Channel 5 for the 50''s it is. I remember a metal Crosley AM radio, sitting in my bedroom window with a copper wire for an antenna, listening to Randy's Record Shop in Gallatin, Tennessee late at night. Cohort 6 and 7/8's, I think it was called. Funny, how 55 years later I still remember the words with only a few notes to prod me. Can't remember what I had for breakfast, but I can remember those songs.
Went to see Johnny Depp in his new movie today; went with Paul and Susan then to lunch after. Great detail in the movie: sets, costumes, music; mediocore story.
I'm reading a Balducci novel about the first family. I now have time to pleasure read and it is nice. Tomorrow to the cardiologist for my annual lecture entitled, " too much weight and too little exercise". It's good to have things to depend on.