Lovely day - Sep 3rd 2005
Thursday I had a frustrating and panic-stricken radio show.
Friday I learned that during the previous frustrating-and-panic-stricken radio show, my neighbor's leukemia killed him and nobody bothered to tell me.
(As a result, I ended up spending about two hours sitting and listening to bagpipes and taking out my anger on a private LJ entry or three.)
This morning at about 10 am, there was a funeral service at the Arsenal (complete with flag and shooting of rifles) followed by more bagpipes and a nice long luncheon at the local VFW (during which I discovered that the craving I felt for a 'drink' friday afternoon had returned.)
So now I'm sitting here writing this and recording it for posterity or something.
[Sep 1st, 2005]
We'll miss you, Jack.
Friday I learned that during the previous frustrating-and-panic-stricken radio show, my neighbor's leukemia killed him and nobody bothered to tell me.
(As a result, I ended up spending about two hours sitting and listening to bagpipes and taking out my anger on a private LJ entry or three.)
This morning at about 10 am, there was a funeral service at the Arsenal (complete with flag and shooting of rifles) followed by more bagpipes and a nice long luncheon at the local VFW (during which I discovered that the craving I felt for a 'drink' friday afternoon had returned.)
So now I'm sitting here writing this and recording it for posterity or something.
[Sep 1st, 2005]
We'll miss you, Jack.