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VOICE OVER

They tape the City Council sessions. You can go to the site and see the show.

I sort of thought about watching. Some neighbors did.

I saw them not ten minutes after they had quit watching and it was a bit weird to realize they had seen it all and now I was there and, well, it is a time warp thing.

I was a bit reluctant and then my son told me he had watched. All the way from Scituate MA.

Well, shit. I could see it too. So I did.

Of course I only watched myself and avoided seeing the five Council members dithering around trying not to offend a 'developer'.

Never mind offending us. Just us neighbors and citizens. Only 25 votes. No contributions. It costs $100,000 to run for City Council in PS now. I wonder where they get it? Hmmmmmm.

I used to see myself on video all the time when I worked in management training. That was ten years ago.

I was surprised. I still look the same.

It looked just like I felt. A little nervous. Reading the script and all. The fingers playing on the table.

One thing though is the voice. My voice has changed. I sound like an older man. I told John 'old man' but I have reconsidered. 'Older' captures it just as well.

I suppose this is appropriate given the fact that I am one—an older man—but it is still a bit odd to hear.

Coarser. A bit foggier. Less bite.

This is not some collapse into geezerhood. Just an observation.

I still have my edge.

Labels: me me me

SHOTS

Today is the last part of the party we held two weeks ago.

Did I tell you about it?

Yes. Go see January 28th.

I turned 70! We had a few people over.

Huge. Including a wonderful east coast kid contingent.

We had pictures taken. Professional.

They are pretty good.

So I went through them and picked out one or two or more for as many people as I could and had them printed.

I ended up with 175 prints!

I will send them out today to the 120 or so who are pictured.

I thought it a nice touch to finish off the whole event.

Labels: me me me, Party, photos

BOBBLEG

I am now in my 4th week of recovery from the ice spill.

I gave up the cane a week ago or more.

I am no longer limping.

I have just a slight bobble now.

Sometimes not even that.

Another injury chapter closing

I am starting up the afternoon dogwalk again. John has been a good trouper to stand in for me.

I hope to be on the bike next week but a lot depends on my strength on the down stroke. I am doing some walking up steps with the leg just to get it ready.

Onward and upward.

Labels: health, leg, me me me

CATCH UP

Just for starters. If there is catsup and ketchup why can't there be catchup?

That said, I realize that I have hit one of those dry spells in the blog.

This is not because there is nothing to write about.

It is more a matter of ambition.

Since the party I have been 'sleepy' a lot. Perhaps depressed some?

I lack focus and energy. I fall asleep during my interenet reading. I nod over books.

Last night I went to bed an hour early and woke up a little later than usual.

Just now, I am typing well but there is a sandy feel to my eyes. I am about to nod. oooooooooohhhhhh. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Hey!

So.

There has been a lot going on.

We had the Jeep in for some work.

I didn't tell you (or, for awhile, anybody) that I had an auto accident a couple of weeks ago.

It was dark. I was turning from a right to a left middle lane prepping for a turn. There was a car in the lane.

We touched.

The bumper of the other car hit my left rear wheel.

Skinned the bumper and left a mild dink in my wheel.

Yes, it involved insurance.

Yes, I had to be found at fault because I was.

This is not the first time I have been at fault for a minor accident. But it is the first time we had to make it official.

Only with the insurance company. The other driver and I both have AAA.

So, I will have to lose my safe driver discount on my insurance bill I guess. No one will tell me how much that is worth.

I can wait.

Anyway, the adjuster suggested that I get a new wheel for the Jeep as the ding could cause trouble with a sudden blowout. Is that redundant?

I have been working with the photos from the party.

I want to send prints to everyone who has a reasonably good shot in the 210 or so that he culled out as the best.

It has been fun to go through and copy them out to the disc.

Reliving the party.

Today, I will go and leave them for reproduction; 4x6. Then I will send them off.

The camera here is a Brownie Hawkeye. It is the first real camera that I owned.

It had a flash with bulbs! The blue bulb is for color film.

It did a great job.

I am doing pretty well here.

I have given myself a smart slap on the back to get my blog breathing going again.

Or, in this case, a good thump on the chest to get my heart pumpin'.

I have conveyed some news--even a deep secret.

I would say that I am probably back in the swing of the thing.

It never fails.

When I am down in the dumps, the best way out is to start walking.

Watch all the metaphors fly around!

Labels: auto accidents, condiments, health, me me me

PARTY PIX

We have been having fun with the photos from the birthday party 012807.

The photographer delivered the disc Sunday night and I now have them installed on two computers and a backup disc.

I have sent a few email photos to people who are close.

This is a wallow in good feelings.

Very nice.

I plan, eventually, to get a photo to everyone who came and has a photo in the deck.

I think that he missed only a very few.

I am not going to put them on line and you will not see any of them here.

I like the anonymity in life and I try to preserve it for the people who I interact with when I write or work with the blog.

Actually, I don't think that I have ever put my own photo on here either. And do not intend to.

Franklin has made an appearance here. He craves attention.

The house has appeared from time to time. A car.

But no people.

I can tell you about the photos though.

What fun they are.

Labels: me me me, Party, photography