A very short post today (you’re
welcome) because I’m about to launch into day long negotiations with the union
again. Everything proceeds apace at the new homestead, the first floor and
master bedroom are all unpacked and the next phase will see an expansion into
the basement (ruh roh). Our next door Panamanian Mafia members had us over for
dinner last night which put a serious dent in overwhelming fatigue at all this
moving nonsense. So great to have good friends right next door, they’ve made
this insidious task of moving a labor of like.
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| Halfway |
I received a text yesterday from the
California daughter reporting she has reached the halfway point in her creative
efforts for the first official blog reader. Her husband, the Wingman, is out on
tour right now but they passed through L.A. over the weekend so there was a
chance for them to get together. They also met up with the son of one of my
very best friends from college who’s also in a band on the same tour. Small
world moment. Now off to interact with my very good friends in the union
leadership.
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| Wingman at Work over the Weekend |
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