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Monday July 9, 2001
"Chaque instant de la vie est un pas vers la mort." Pierre Conreille , Tite et Bérénice
Discards...although we played the Michele album after we discovered Chet Baker was playing on it
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speaking in tongues I have a conference call at 11. I call Mom and Dad so they will understand that I don't show up for lunch. Mom recounts her trip to a new dermatologist. She also says that they have 'a problem with the big TV. " Some channels have no sound and some are speaking Spanish," she says. No, I am not kidding. I'm not doing the things I love at work. Let's just say that. After my call, I go to Texas French Bread. I intend to be good and have soup and salad but I find myself ordering a sandwich and soup. Well, I have water with it. After work I stop by to see the TV speak in tongues or, alternatively, go mute. After trying several things, I find a TV control called audio which appears to have three choices: MAIN, MONO and SAP. When on SAP, channels that are simulcast in Spanish come out in Spanish and some others are mute and others have English. My parents are happy with me for discovering this. I feel like I've just exposed a faith healer. I check on the computer. Mom has x'ed out some windows in Outlook again. I show her again how to get them back. I notice she is voting in an Excite poll. I know. No one is more frightened about this than me. I go home and FFP has made bacon and toast for BLT's. They are so good I have a second. And more bacon. And a Shiner. I finish cleaning the closet by removing all the clothes and wiping down the shelves and baseboards and sweeping it out. And almost sneezing again. Of course, there are still albums all over and a pile of stuff to give away or discard. But it's some kind of victory. Isn't it? I have to find some good, clean boxes for some of the archive stuff we've uncovered. Further inspection of the box in the closet that had FFP's old band pictures and stuff revealed old newspapers FFP had saved for years. In one, the paper took his picture reading a newspaper on campus the day after the Whitman shooting in 1966. I should try to scan that in for his story. That done, I read the paper. And watch a little tube including some dog show and a piece on Bichon Frises on Animal Planet.
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