Thank you all for your Birthday wishes. I hope to reach a point where time seems to slow down and I can smell the roses and not from the root side of them. I am looking for a time for all of the my friends and associates with kids to have a large event. A chance for kids from all over the valley and parents that have know friends from elementary school. I was thinking of a bbq with dogs and burgers and a couple of jumpy houses to meet up and mingle to see who moved away and who still in the old hood.. If this sounds interesting let me know..I set up events all the time and think it would be very neat to have are kids play and what we used to do for fun at school. Wall ball, teatherball 4 square, tag Maybe set up a capture the flag game with the kids or a dodge ball game.
I am open to feedback..
Skyler Los Careagas
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Díaz
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Nakagawa
What a mad day pouched egg with salmon asparagus first stop gym legs pilates, facial sports massage then seeing my good friend dave x
Lee
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Matsumoto
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Zhōu
We knew this day would come, though perhaps we hoped by some miracle she would dodge the inevitable. I'm sure Maggie would be thrilled that some of those who disagreed with her feel the need to show their spiteful, nasty side by partying at the news of her death, because it shows the shallowness of their character. The woman who inspired me to get involved in politics, who made it ok to be proud of being British once more, who showed such magnificent calm after almost being assassinated in Brighton. She was one of the few people who almost reduced me to a jibbering wreck when I met them because I was in such awe. And now she is no longer with us. Already the world feels that little bit poorer. And I feel that little bit more determined to go out there and make this day count. To do something positive, to contribute rather than observe, to roll my sleeves up and get stuck in. She may be gone, but her legacy endures. And that is the best antidote to those who would celebrate the death of an elderly lady who gave her life to the service of her country.
Phillips
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Levi
Lost in such a dodge area wit Dad! cantgetworse
Nakano
So apparently was chased by a wanajeshi landcruiser yesterday and pulled a fast and furious scene stunt to try and dodge them.
Morales
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Anderson
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Fukuda
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Williams
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Watanabe
My head is swirling. Normally, during the day, I can't stop thinking. I feel like if I don't write things down, I'll forget them. Even if that means writing and re-reading the same info day after day. No matter how small or insignificant that info is. It's like having an itch that never leaves no matter how much you scratch it. Watching TV is becoming harder for me because I can't focus on what the hell's going on. It's like my mind is Google or YouTube, where any piece of information is suddenly construed into different forms that are barely related.
(This is why I'll never get as good as I'd like with music theory. I get too caught up in the particulars. I can handle the concept of inversions, but to apply them to the fretboard is tough because suddenly I immediately need to do all inversions in all keys, on all strings in as many octaves as a Fender Squire can handle. It's like inversions stop becoming music, and only exist as patterns and groups of letters. GBD, BDG -- wait -- what about beginning on the fourth fret. Ab, C, Eb. Just that triad alone f*cks with me. Joe Pass did that insane solo version of All The Things You Are, and that was written with four flats. I doubt he changed the key to make it more guitar-friendly, like G or A. Eb I don't like. It's too cold. Too distant. Stop making my life complicated and just write the damn thing in D. And don't even bother with C. C is like the whore key. Everyone uses C. Too many things are in that key. Don't get me started.)
Normally this affects me during the day, when I'm awake. But this is starting to affect when I try to sleep. The dates for pay checks. Getting paid is great. But you know what's just as good? Figuring out the dates of each paycheck I'll get over the next few years.
Have you ever given up on a jigsaw puzzle because, after staring at it for awhile, it's just too much work? You can easily pick out the corners because those pieces are partially flat. Maybe you can get the sides too. But the rest in the center is a mess. It's madness with no method. You briefly close your eyes, hoping that, when you open them, the puzzle will be a little more clearer. But it's not. It never is. All you've done is prolonged the mess. You move the pieces around, thinking somehow you'll make them fit. But you never do. It's like trying to shovel smoke or dodge raindrops. Impossible. It becomes a jazz of the mind. Instead of dealing with simple three-note inversions like GBD, you suddenly have elevenths, thirteenths and more accidentals than you can deal with. The puzzle pieces have colors and fragments of shapes within those pieces. If you had no idea what a puzzle was, perhaps you'd find some other use for those pieces, like as compost. But then you see the completed picture on the box of what those pieces are supposed to equal. And this only adds to your frustration. You feel stupid. Others watch you try to do this puzzle, and they laugh at how flustered you get, how deadly serious you look trying to get this thing done. You're using every bit of your focus. But it ain't doing shit. If given the time, you will sit there for eternity, still unable to do this damn puzzle. Your tombstone will read, "He died doing a puzzle."
Meanwhile, everyone around you has completed their own puzzles. Some of these people are younger and have completed puzzles more complicated than yours. You can't help but compare yourself. Not to mention you're 40 years old now. You should have completed other puzzles years ago.
So you give up. You leave the puzzle, still thinking that the remaining pieces aren't parts that comprise a bigger constituency, but straight-up chaos. And, let's face it, there's enough chaos in our lives as it is. We don't need more. No matter how pretty and precise of a picture we can replicate from that box.
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