Tom Lavin
Bulletin from California:
Send water! While you're all getting soaked, we're enjoying warm, balmy, sunny weather, day after day after day. If you want to be like a Californian (who doesn't?), here's what you can do:
If it's yellow, let it mellow.
If it's brown, flush it down.
Oh, and don't forget to let your lawn die, or else the lawn police will be making a call (think I'm kidding?). It's ironic that most of us are here for the weather, and it's the weather that's killing us.
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BTW, stop talking about dead things, unless it's the Grateful Dead, which by the way, is singing their last concert this weekend in SF (less Jerry Garcia, of course, because he's dead).
Joking aside, I think it's healthy to talk about death as a part of life. As we live, so will we die, but along the way it can be fun to poke death in the eye a few times. We all seem to be assuming that death is not as enticing as life, but I have no proof to that fact, so I'm counting on death bringing me the answers I couldn't obtain in life. But until then, I'll keep poking at (dead as a doornail, bite the dust, counting worms, kick the bucket, push up daisies, or take a trip to Davy Jones's locker) until I buy the farm.
Anyway, apologies to those I should have written, but will soon (it's been a busy, crazy year). Speaking of year, it's been "one" since our reunion, and we seem, as a group, to be growing stronger. Go 64's!
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