and sandals.. but eventually had to borrow a parka from friend jerome

because my teeth were chattering..   

I don’t mean to complain. though.. I prefer too cold to too hot.. it

never has to go above 60 degrees for me !  Once it goes much higher 

I’m useless. my IQ drops a point  for every degree above 75.

Now, cutting the grass is a spirtital thing for me.. something about the noise and vibration puts me in an angry and problem solving mindset.. As I start the mower, something will pop into my mind. usually something that makes me angry.. by the time I finish the back yard I’ve managed to get it worked through and resolved..   Today it was work stuff.. by the time the tank was empty I was relaxed about it..    cheaper than therapy..

TOnight Gabe and I were both moving pretty slowly.. we decided to go out for sushi.. it was great, I love just hanging with Gabe. he’s always thinking..

As we sat there eating I saw several carload of prom goers come and go into the other resturants in the little strip mall.. That got me thinking f prms.. wcih got me thinking about Sam….  .this would have been senior prom time.. I wonder who he would have taken.. what he would have worn..

I ran into Sam’s friend John today.. he and his friends were all dressed.. not for a prom.. but for their friend Ben’s wedding.. wow..

I was thinking about all this when I just took a look at Sam’s old MySpace account.. a couple of friends had posted there this week.. while most of his (and everyones) friends have moved on to facebook, but kids still leave messages there ..   I love that

OK.. time to go and watch a movie with gabe.. I love these quiet nights

night all.. night sam..   .. watch over all these promgoers for us..
-me
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