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.
September 28, 2005 - 12:30 a.m.
Today I made an appointment to see an Elder Care attorney. I am going to have to prepare documentation for when I see him, or is it a her? I guess I should know but I forgot which and I am too lazy to go and check it out.
Right before I was to leave for the hospital I had to make a few phone calls including the lawyer. As I was on the phone I kept getting calls on the other phone. If I was on my line someone called on my mother’s, when I was on my mother’s someone called on mine. It took me 45 minutes to finish with all the calls. After all that I didn’t reach two of the people I needed to.
My mother has to get physical therapy in the hospital before she can be transferred in a rehab. If we are lucky they did that today after I left and tomorrow she’ll be transferred. That would have to wait till I got back from school. If not tomorrow perhaps Thursday. I’ll find out more tomorrow. I told the social worker at the hospital to call me at school.
Tonight I went to see The Kennedys at WFUV. Isn’t that just about my perfect comfort zone? One of the people I was trying to reach before I left was Dianne the member director at the station. I reached her from my mother’s room. She told me that the concert was at 8 and the reception began at 6:45. That is just about when I got there and found that I wasn’t the first one there. I didn’t want to be but most of the best food was gone. There were these wonderful little potatoes. I had the few that were left.
Of course I wasn’t there for the food. I was there to socialize. Yes I was there to enjoy a party. I still don’t quite get that. It isn’t what I usually do.
This was the first Marquis Member concert I went to that Jim wasn’t out. He is usually the one I hang out with the most and I sit with him during the show. No matter there were plenty of other people there for me to talk to. Some of the guests are also volunteers so i know them. Most of the people I know are the staff. I spent most of my time talking to them. I haven’t seen them in a while so it was nice to catch up. One person introduced me to his girlfriend as his favorite volunteer. I felt bad because I forgot his name. That is so me.
The show itself was great. I didn’t sit in my usual seat in the first row. The way the auditorium is set up that isn’t that good there. You have to look to far up and I didn’t think the sound would be good. More importantly nobody else was there and I felt a bit self-conscious. These shows are for people who give $1,000 to the station, that’s not me. They let me in because I volunteer so much but I try to keep a lower profile than usual. Instead I sat in the middle, which was a great seat. I sat with my friend Jill and her husband.
After the show I volunteered to do merch. That was wild and crazy, the CDs sold like hotcakes. I was busy taking money and taking the shrink-wrap off the CDS pretty much non-stop. That allowed Pete and Maura time to sign them.
After the show I played roadie and helped the Kennedys take their stuff back to their car. Good thing they sold so many CDS, it lightened the load.
So I got to hear great music, talk to fun people, and feel appreciated. My ego can take all the days like that I can find.
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