Wednesday, December 05, 2007

The Day After The Night Before

Yesterday was a quiet and mostly solitary day for me. It's always nice to take a day off during the work week. It has a feel very different from the weekend when many people are taking the day off. I got up early and took my wife to work since we needed to pick up Chloe from the day care at the end of the day. The rest of the day I piddled about. I consider these days as a training ground for being a retired old man someday. I wasn't completely unproductive. Now all the laundry is done. The dryer is a wonderful alarm clock for midday siestas. I actually picked Chloe up from the day-care on the way to my wife's office. Sometimes when it is only Chloe and me in the car I feel like Morgan Freeman in "Driving Miss Daisy". I am trying to keep the car on the road and pay attention to all the other drivers who seem intent on crashing into me. At the same time Chloe is talking my ear off, asking me a thousand questions, and saying, "Look Pa Paw, look"! At one point, after we were parked on the street outside my wife's office, she said, "Go Pa Paw! The light is green"! Then she got off on another topic about a cat that I think lives with her other Grandma. She was quite adamant that I take her there and get the cat NOW. At that point I thought I was "Driving Miss Cranky". By the end of the night, however, she was all smiles and hugs and kisses. At one point we watched the Shrek Christmas special three times. Her father was two hours late picking her up. Now I know what I will give him for Christmas.....a watch!

My John Fogerty concert was very good. It was a different show from the last time I saw him. First of all it was indoors on a cold night as opposed to outdoors on a warm but pleasant summer night. He still played many of his hits as well as songs from his new CD and a few obscure songs from his past. My friends and I all had a good time. One of my friends that attended with me was my oldest friend, Tom. I am actually a little older than Tom but I have known him longer than any of my other friends. Tom and I met in high school when we were fifteen years old. We took Drivers Ed together in summer school and drove the teacher crazy. We have had many adventures, especially in our youth. Some are the stuff of legend. We are both moving a little slower now. At one point during the show, Tom asked me if I needed some ear plugs. Most of us have such stories from our youth of things we did or we think we did. The mists of time sometime blur reality. Most of these adventures we would never tell our children and we hid from our parents. This concert was probably the last musical event of 2008 for me. It was a slow year for music but I still managed to see Eric Clapton, The Police, Leon Russell, and finally, John Fogerty. My John Fogerty ticket has now been added to one of the two coffee mugs I have that are stuffed with every ticket stub I have since a 1987 Pink Floyd concert. Ticket stubs from the 60's, 70's, and much of the 80's have been lost to the ravages of time. However, I know where I was.

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