I took an interesting stroll down memory lane searching for past classmates (both college and high school) on Facebook.  Several folks from college have already responded (I went to Carnegie Mellon which is a pretty technical school so not surprising).  It will be interesting to see who from high school responds.  As a point of reference, I went to high school long before Al Gore invented the internet.

Folks of my advancing years didn’t have the opportunity to augment, or initiate new, relationships with social networking sites, but these sites are certainly providing a way to reconnect to past ones.  This will be fun.

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I’m not a big believer in Karma but I got a dash of it last Friday.  For some cosmic reason in my life I’ve been a finder of wallets and purses and have always dutifully returned them directly to the person or some trusted authority.  I actually had a threefer in college where three days in a row I ran across someone’s left behind wallet. Last one happened a couple months ago outside the Ikeda’s market off of Route 80 on the way back from a Tahoe ski trip where I flagged down an SUV just as it was pulling out of the parking lot.

The cosmic payback came my way on Friday when I dropped my wallet (first time in my entire wallet carrying life) outside the Redwood City Town Hall (I think it is the town hall) just outside the Theater district.  I must have dropped it fishing something out of my pocket while I was eating lunch at the outdoor seating area there.  I didn’t realize it was gone until that evening as I packed up to go home from work.  I’d like to say I calmly got in my car to retrace my steps but there was no calm about it.  Yet, as I approached the seating area I saw a young couple look as if they found a wallet and by the look on my face as I walked towards them they new they had found the owner.  Much gratification and relief flowed profusely and incoherently from me.

So, to the young couple playing cards in the courtyard there, I owe you one.  You have my business card.  Contact me anytime!

Thx,
Mike

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Turning 40

April 21, 2007

OK… I’m turning 40 on Monday and amongst many mid-life crisis thoughts (not with standing this past week of a burst water heater, two computers catastrophically crashing and being nearly hit by a car) one is, if I picked my old guitar, what songs would I play for say a twinge of morbidity 5 song set.  Here’s my first pass.

1. Old Man – Neil Young

  I've been first and last, look at how the time goes past.
  But I'm all alone alone at last, rolling home to you.

2. Afternoons & Coffeespoons – Crash Test Dummies

I’ve watched the summer evenings pass by
I’ve heard the rattle in my bronchi

3. Standing on the Moon – Grateful Dead

Standing on the moon, with nothing left to do.
A lovely view of Heaven, but I'd rather be with you.

4. Time – Pink Floyd

And you run and run to catch up with the sun, but it’s sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you’re older
Shorter of breath, and one day closer to death

5. Death Don’t Have No Mercy – Rev. Gary Davis

Death don’t have no mercy in this land.
Death don’t have no mercy in this land.
Well he’ll come to your house, but he won’t stay long.
Look in the bed and somebody’ll be gone.
Death don’t have no mercy in this land.

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Work Out Song List

February 28, 2007

Good for a 30 minute run on the treadmill

Tom Sawyer – Rush (Live in Rio. Hell of a way to kick off a concert)
Even Better Than The Real Thing – U2
Beautiful – Laurie Sargent Band
Zoo Station – U2
Solsbury HIll – Peter Gabriel
Exodus – Bob Marley

Cool Down:
In Spite of Me – Morphine
Temple Caves – Mickey Hart & Planet Drum

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blog post #1

October 8, 2006

Have to start with something, might as well quote Jorma:

Well now what is going to happen now is anybody's guess
If I can't spend my time with love I guess I need a rest
Time is getting late now and the sun is getting low
My body's getting tired of carryin' another's load
And sunshine's waiting for me a little further down the road

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