First off, thank you for the hundreds and hundreds of calls and e-mails and letters concerned about my whereabouts as I have not posted since May 1,2012. Ok it was not hundreds and hundreds and hundreds. Actually it wasn't even dozens and dozens. I am afraid to say I got three notes asking me what was going on. Blogging is a lonely world.
In fairness to you, I did say it would be a hectic two weeks and it has lived up to its billing. Fortunately we are halfway through the crazy times and should be back on line next week. Because we have been so busy at work and with personal business, there is not much to share with you. (What was that noise, a collective sigh of relief?)
Devin is recuperating quite well from her surgery. She is not as needy as she was a week ago, but her neediness has morphed into a perpetual state of entitlement. Take today for instance. She had to go to a shower type event in Long Beach California. We are entertaining a couple of execs from our offices in England and Australia tonight (I am typing this as I await there arrival.) I was planning to get the house squared away for visitors, but The Queen was assigning chores by saying "You can do this and you can do that. . . " as though they were pleasurable desires that I really wanted to do. I have a feeling should I say to my darling wife, "You may take my shoes upstairs now." I would be the one in physical therapy.
But again she is still recovering and doing extremely well so I enlarge the hump on my back, drag my right leg behind me, close one grotesque eye and utter, "Yes massseerrrrr." (Quasimodo if you were wondering aka the Hunchback.)
Last night we let our hair down and went to Friends to hear a couple of reader's son, Casey Moreta, and his band Tremor. Now I am not a huge fan of 80 classic rock, but they were so good in their cover of these classic hits, it was amazing. Mary, the owner of Friends was cool as this is a kids band aging from 13-16, and she was so blown away she paid them for their appearance. It was their first paid gig. If your in the neighborhood drop buy Mary's for drink and thank her. That was cool.
Also, thank you to the folks who helped Kristin Scannell with her mission to Africa. Those who contributed last week, you should know she really really appreciated the donations. She has a bit further to go Boys And Girls so follow that link off to the right and help Kristin get the rest of the way to Africa and build playgrounds for kids who need it.
When I wasn't busy with meetings and or personal business, we have been unloading stuff we have had in storage over the last eighteen months. We finally emptied the big storage unit that has been in front of the house since last June, and we brought in our portable storage unit (PODS) back on Friday. We unloaded it and it was kind of fun as I had written witty things on the boxes incase if archeologists find these things 6,000 years from now. In one box I put "Jimmy Hoffa". In another I put "The shroud of Turin". In yet another, "6 bars of gold" and all I could picture were those goofy guys on "Storage Wars" opening out storage unit and seeing "6 Bars of Gold" written on a box and have them bid the auction up to 800,000 dollars to find the Elvis Barbie doll.
We did find a box marked Jack's memory and here we are trying to get it back in his brain.
I here a couple of guys with funny accents so I will finish this later.
So this Englishman, an Australian, a beautiful brunette, and a chubby Irishman walking into a Mexican restaurant. . . . no it's not a joke, that is where we went for dinner tonight. After a drink and walk around the rebuilt home at Chateau Cronin, we headed down to Roses Cantina. It was fun low key evening. But tomorrow will be here before you know it so let's wrap this up.
