now this is what we'll do for the day--catch up on my latin, enjoy the sunlight, make myself a wonderful cup of coffee and enjoy the family conversations of the sunday morning:
"thought the guy was dead"
"he's only 69!"
"wasn't that going to be in the stadium?"
"noone would hear him!"
"if you're gonna see some old guy-go see paul, 'least he's more fun."
"that's not the same"
"paul was--paul"
"he can't be that old, now, can he?"
"well he isn't young, certainly"
"still they're all the same generation"
"69 is not that old"
and such. anyways. if the million headed monster that is time lets me, some quality time with anton ("those aren't short enough!" "i haev no nails left! you want me to pull him out?" "that'll make you the best guitarist in the world!" *laughter*) and reading foer with more coffee.
great weather outside. just great.
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