{"id":766,"date":"2008-04-16T03:10:00","date_gmt":"2008-04-16T07:10:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2008\/04\/16\/tuesday-evening-three-short-stories-for-tax-day\/"},"modified":"2008-04-16T03:10:00","modified_gmt":"2008-04-16T07:10:00","slug":"tuesday-evening-three-short-stories-for-tax-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2008\/04\/16\/tuesday-evening-three-short-stories-for-tax-day\/","title":{"rendered":"Tuesday evening &#8211; three short stories for tax day"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><div id=\"pBlogBody_379689452\" class=\"blogContent\">\n<center><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: left;\">Hey friends.. happy tax day..&nbsp;&nbsp; Diane just reminded me.. no Guitar Hero until I&#8217;ve finished blogging&#8230; I have three wierd and disconnected short stories&nbsp; for you about conincidences&#8230; just like my day.. wierd and disconnected.. . <\/p>\n<p>The first is probably only interesting to me. I looked at my calendar today and realized that I had back-to-back meetings with people named &#8216;Tim Farrell&#8217;.. One a freind and senior chip scientist in East Fishkill, NY and the other, my buddy Tim, the chiropracter. I don&#8217;t know whay that struck me as so odd.. maybe because that&#8217;s not such a common name. <\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/i147.photobucket.com\/albums\/r319\/johncohn\/apr1508\/farrell.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: left;\">OK.. second story&#8230; Our Van turned 100,000 miles today.. in our driveway.. OK.. so&nbsp;&nbsp; gave it a little help. I noticed it was at 99990 last night.. so I took Gabe to school this morning.. and did 4 laps from our driveway to the Willis&#8217;s driveway to make it land exactly on 100000 . I was actually able to capture the change on&nbsp; video . &nbsp; For some reason, changes involving&nbsp; numbers like that have huge significance for me.&nbsp; It&#8217;s linked to the part of me that thinks all things have souls of some kind&#8230; After all.. a lot happens in a car&#8230;they can take you to births, to picnics.. .. and to memorial services. We&#8217;ve been through so much in this one. <\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"width: 434px; height: 317px;\" src=\"http:\/\/i147.photobucket.com\/albums\/r319\/johncohn\/apr1508\/odo.gif\" \/><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/i147.photobucket.com\/albums\/r319\/johncohn\/apr1508\/apr1508020.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: left;\">I toasted the car with a cerimonial Red Bull to honor it&#8217;s birthday..&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/div>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/i147.photobucket.com\/albums\/r319\/johncohn\/apr1508\/apr1508029.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/i147.photobucket.com\/albums\/r319\/johncohn\/apr1508\/apr1508030.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: left;\">Thank you DTB 241<\/div>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/i147.photobucket.com\/albums\/r319\/johncohn\/apr1508\/apr1508034.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: left;\">For the record.. I still carry the key to my first car.. a &#8217;71 volkswagen camper named maggie..&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Here she is.. I hope she&#8217;s still haling hippies somewhere in California. <\/div>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/i147.photobucket.com\/albums\/r319\/johncohn\/apr1508\/apr1508037.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: left;\">It reminds me of the song &#8220;Long May You Run: .. a love song that Neal Yong wrote for one ohis old cars<\/p>\n<div style=\"margin-left: 80px;\"><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Long May You Run<br \/>by Neil Young<\/p>\n<p><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"margin-left: 80px;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Weve been through some things together<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">With trunks of memories still to come<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">We found things to do in stormy weather<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Long may you run.<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Long may you run.<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Long may you run.<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Although these changes have come<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">With your chrome heart shining in the sun<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Long may you run.<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Well, it was back in blind river in 1962<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">When I last saw you alive<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">But we missed that shift on the long decline<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Long may you run.<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Long may you run.<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Long may you run.<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Although these changes have come<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">With your chrome heart shining in the sun<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Long may you run.<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Maybe the beach boys have got you now<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">With those waves singing caroline no<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Rollin down that empty ocean road<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Gettin to the surf on time.<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Long may you run.<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Long may you run.<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Although these changes have come<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">With your chrome heart shining in the sun<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\" \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Long may you run<\/span>.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: left;\">OK.. here&#8217;s the third story.. and it&#8217;s the strangest and coolest. This morning I was talking to my friend Marc at work.Marc and his wife Peggy have always been adventurous travelers . Marc was telling me about the&nbsp; trip that they had just taken to Antarctica in March. He mentioned that their boat had stopped in South Georgia Island off the coast of Antarctica .<\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"width: 473px; height: 218px;\" src=\"http:\/\/upload.wikimedia.org\/wikipedia\/commons\/d\/d0\/LocationSouthGeorgiaAndSouthSandwichIslands.png\" \/><\/div>\n<p>I realized that I&#8217;d never told Marc about SamStones. I told him that friends of our our friends Jeanne&#8217;s mom&nbsp; had visited South Georgia&nbsp; Island&nbsp; last year and had left a SamStone on Shackelton&#8217;s grave. Marc looked at me a sec and told me that he had a bunch of pictures of Shakleton&#8217;s grave. About 30 minutes later he sent me the following picture. Take a look in the lower left.. . I was actually able to enlarge that part of the picture&#8230; looks familiar.. no ?&nbsp; Marc had never even noticed the stone in his picture before this. Is this a small world.. or what.. Sam&#8217;s spirit is truly everywhere..<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/i147.photobucket.com\/albums\/r319\/johncohn\/apr1508\/shak.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: left;\">OK.. I gotta sleep now. Hope all your taxes are in.. Talk to you tomorrow.. Gnite Sam<br \/>-me<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p><\/center>\n<\/div><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hey friends.. happy tax day..&nbsp;&nbsp; Diane just reminded me.. no Guitar Hero until I&#8217;ve finished blogging&#8230; I have three wierd and disconnected short stories&nbsp; for you about conincidences&#8230; just like my day.. wierd and disconnected.. . The first is probably only interesting to me. I looked at my calendar today and realized that I had &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2008\/04\/16\/tuesday-evening-three-short-stories-for-tax-day\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Tuesday evening &#8211; three short stories for tax day<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-766","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/766","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=766"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/766\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=766"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=766"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=766"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}