We’re back…

A hastily-executed hosting provider move was done after the former provider changed a number of things in the environment (WITHOUT TELLING ME) that led to my mail bouncing and the website being offline.

The change was long overdue and now I too can have me one of them blog things on the intarnets.

Other content (what little there was) will reappear somehow wedged into the new mechanism.

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This is a test of the blog-to-note-to-wall posting function

This is only a test. If this were an actual post we would have something interesting to say. We will initially post this with a current date, and then retro-move it to a old date to see what happens. Now have changed date to much earlier date and replaced the fine coffee this establishment usually serves with Folgers crystals. Let’s see what happens.

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I made a new friend today.

This is one of those watershed dates in my life, where there is “life before” and “life after.”

Actually, as of this date, we’re not quite friends yet. In fact, I’m generally pretty resentful of the guy and his other friends, and their smothering concern for me that they express with self-righteous homilies. How can these people be like this?

Looking back now, I understand – they were trying to do for me what someone had done for them in the past, even if I was a reluctant participant in the process. In the months to come, I would come to appreciate that concern and see the value in the seemingly trite sayings.

Thanks, Bill.

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And unto you shall be born a daughter…

Today I discovered that I had within me the willingness to lay down my life for someone else.

I also came to know irrevocably that I could kill another human being to defend her.

To all the dads of the daughters I dated over the years – I get it now, and I apologize. Thank you for not killing me.

As it works out, this particular karmic debt is not so bad to pay off…

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A man is not complete until he is married. Then, he is finished.

It is a crisp, clear day in Monterey. In fact, it is the coldest day in 83 years. 40 degrees ambient; and with the wind chill from the coastal wind, the effective temperature is easily in the low 30′s/high 20′s.

Through a confluence of planning brought about by compromise with my soon-to-be spouse, we are holding a wedding on the beach at Lover’s Point (my idea) on a day that is less than ideal for outdoor activity (she favored a wedding sooner rather than later – perhaps because she was concerned that I might change my mind.)

The bride didn’t wear blue; she was blue. My brother in law commented: “This warms my heart, but no other part of me.”

The day started with the family rallying at our little cabin in Scotts Valley before  heading down to Lover’s Point. During this trip, Sherri’s parent’s elected to stop along the way to acquire some film for their camera. This is before everyone had a cell phone and could Twitter what they were doing to a thousand friends at once.  The rest of the wedding party stood in the chilly breeze, with an increasingly anxious bride wondering where the heck her parents were. In a fit of pique she exclaimed, “This is the worst day of my life!” (Maybe in her life up until then it was the worst; I would deliver many more worse days to her life in the years to come – because I love her and that’s what husbands do for their wives.)

Presently, her parents showed up with profuse apologies for their tardiness, and we got on with the business at hand.  I think it worked out okay…

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