With or without religion, you would have good people doing good things and evil people doing evil things. But for good people to do evil things, that takes religion.
The good life, as I conceive it, is a happy life. I do not mean that if you are good you will be happy - I mean that if you are happy you will be good.
Too much sanity may be madness and the maddest of all, to see life as it is and not as it should be.
I enjoy paying taxes. With them I buy civilization.
2002-10-08 - 1:31 a.m.
I was lazy today and didn’t update. I’ll have to catch up on the weekend now. Carey and I actually found our way to the Kennedys show at the Ridgefield Library without getting lost. When we pulled into the parking lot the Kennedys’ van was right next to my car. We unsuccessfully looked for a place to eat in town then gave up and went inside. It was a late arriving crowd and we sat in the second row on the aisle. After the place filled up we noticed Gella in the audience. The only thing it was Gella when she was nine years old. She must have traveled in time then to go to the show. Funny that she didn’t mention that the first time she met. I guess she didn’t remember me. I’m so hurt.
The Kennedys gave their usual great show. There did a lot of older songs including an instrumental from Pete’s solo career. Life is Large has taken on a new significance because of Carey’s situation.
I knew a woman she lived in our townShe had a bad situation it nearly took her down
And then one day I guess it just got old
She packed her bags and hit the road
Filled the tank and took control
Life is Large…
The Kennedys are really good at lifting a person’s spirits.
The show was longer than I expected so we just had enough time to make it to Bridgeport to see Deirdre Flint and Eric Schwartz. The show was scheduled to start at five and we got there at 4:50. They have remodeled the Acoustic Café since the last time I was there. They also changed the seating system. It is now first come first serve. It used to be reserved seats. We were able to sit right down in the table by the stage.
Deirdre did a set, then Eric did one, then they took a break. I talked to Eric then an apologized for unintentionally heckling him. I spoke a bit too loud at one point. He took it well. It helped that he knows us.
They did the second half of the show as a song swap. It was pretty much non-stop laughs all evening. After the show we got to speak a bit to Deirdre. She and Eric are both up high on my cool people list.
After the show I had to stop for gas and something to eat. We stopped at the first rest stop on 95 and were shocked to see a van with a DVN sticker on it. It belonged to a musician; we saw a monitor and a keyboard in the back. We thought it was Eric. I was wearing my signed Mike Fanning t-shirt and I paraded around in it hoping whoever the DVNt was would come up to me. He or she didn’t. We actually hung around trying to find Eric or whoever it was. It was good stalker training. Just as we gave up we heard a woman call out, “Hi guys.” It was Deirdre. We said that we thought Eric was here too but she said it wasn’t his van. She said that if she were me she would have paraded around with her DVN t-shirt and did an excellent imitation of me in the process. Great minds think alike.
When we got home it was early but we were tired. We were going to go to sleep early but we got distracted when I started pulling out old school memorabilia out. Carey got to read my grade school report cards and some papers that I wrote in intermediate and high school. I also showed her a few college notebooks complete with my nerd doodles. She was a bit taken aback by some of them. When I was bored in math class I’d do math, just not the math that the class was doing. I also did some pathetic drawing. My Mr. Spock was typical.
This morning we took the LIRR into Penn Station together and Carey took the train back home.
I should mention that over the course of the last couple of days we wrote the greatest song ever written. Too bad we can’t actually sing it for anybody.
I have been so lucky to have Carey around the last few years. They haven’t been good times for me. They’ve been punctuated by illness and death. Carey and my other friends, that means you, have kept me happy. I have great friends and Carey is the best best friend in the world.
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