The semester has started, and I’m already dreading going to class. It’s just a few months, and I’m sure I’ll get through it, but it feels like there’s quite the mountain to climb between now and graduation. All of my classes involve various semester-long projects. And most of them are group projects. Just the sort of thing I hate. The potentially good news is that it looks like I’m going to back to work for Mesa. I’ve got a May 7th class date. This isn’t ideal since that’s my first day of final exams. Fortunately, all my professors agreed that…
Berck: I dreamed that you worked at Walgreens, and I needed an ATM, and you said, “You can use this one here.” But instead of a screen it was like a vending machine where you could see all of the items available. So I picked what looked like a basket of dollar bills, but when it all dumped out, there were some British pounds, some gold airplanes that were each worth $63, a menorah starter set, a book on the history of gelt, and all this other stuff. I asked you what to do, and you said I could insert…
All together, much better than I was expecting. Brings my GPA down to a 3.968. I’ll deal.
I took Jonah flying for my birthday. We flew behind Pike’s Peak over to Salida, over the Royal Gorge, then back to the Springs. It ended up being a perfect day for mountain flying. Jonah took several gigabytes of photos, so she’ll probably post some. After that, we headed to King’s Chef for breakfast that couldn’t be beat. While we were eating, I received the following voice mail, for which Nathan has requested the Google transcription. So here you go: Happy Birthday. Jane happy birthday to him, happy. Hey, I have on file, happy. He and It’s not really nice…
Drew, Do you remember the town that the Gonzalas’ lived in? I guess that is where Deb left the rocker. Please see if you can find them for me so I can see if they still have the chair. Love you, Grammy Drew, Please try to remember the town that the Gonzolas’ lived in so I can try to get in touch with them to get the rocker. Love you,