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ENTRY, 01/02/2016. 05:59 hrs., PST, Monday, my place, 5°C
cloudy, MOOD 55/45
Its
a little chilly in chez moi this morning and I have mild sniffles and
the need to blow my nose but all will be good after the firs coffee.
Today is “Flying Swan” and my monthly meet with Ron Hearn my jazz
pal these Forty three years since we first met.
Haven't
dived into cyberspace yet to find something that annoys me so there
won't be much of a rant this morning haven't even checked my in boxes
to see which organization is on the mooch today.
Tomorrow
is old guy day at A&N so its time to get some dish soap and a can
of shaving cream and a bottle of after shave and a roll of paper
towels. Friday is film day, the new Cohen Bros. Film “Hail Caesar”
. Will see if Ashly wants to attend.
While
shaving this morning and trimming my moustache I suddenly saw my
Dad's face in the mirror and we had a short conversation. He is one
of the ghosts I talk to regularly as well as friends and lovers who
have crossed the river of time. So even when I'm alone I'm not really
alone.
Ciao,
JWL
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