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Dance of Joy

I was walking back from the Barbershop today after my friday lit salon at McDonalds with a few gents when a block away from home I came upon a young girl of 7 or 8 skipping and running on her front lawn with a big smile on her face and in a singsong voice"Yay,I'm free.I'm free for the summer!Yay,I'm free.I'm free for the summer" I couldn't help but smile at the display thinking of how that was exactly how I felt the day school let out but I had never done a dance of joy over it like this girl.I almost started reciting the lines myself.

Dreams

A loud afternoon here with news and police choppers and police cars all converging on Westwood and UCLA a few miles north.I've been having some strange dreams of late but last nights may have toped them.I dreamt I was at a house in Truro,MA but the people who brought me there had left without telling me.So I was wandering around wondering how I was going to get home when I went out front and sat down at a small circular bar on the front lawn.Then the bar and part of the front lawn started moving slowly in a circle.The lawn and bar were rotating so I asked the bartender why and she said "Well we wanted something special for the book awards for the Truro school kids"I was like huh? when I looked across the bar to see one of my best friends from high school Russ and my best friend from college Bear sitting there laughing.That's when I woke up.I have no idea what the dream means other than to lay off the 6.50 a bottle generic Canadian Whiskey.

Out Where the Buses Don't Run

So today I went to my Dermatologist in Santa Monica and talked mostly Golf instead of my meds so it was a good visit.After I took the little blue crosstown bus to pick up my 5 Bus.I got off the bus walked around the corner and here comes my bus!.But as it got closer the front read NotIn Service.So I sat down and a few minutes later here comes my bus! except as it got closer it also read Not In Service.So I sat down as one can see a good distance towards the ocean where I was and I saw no busses down the road.So I sat down and enjoyed the afternoon when I see a bus coming from the other direction headed towards the Ocean that reads Not In Service.At this point I'm laughing a bit out loud and passerbys are starting to glance away.A few minutes later again headed towards the Ocean comes another Not In Service at which I exclaim loudly to myself I feel like I'm in a freakin Twilight Zone episode except a lady pushing a stroller with another youngster walking by her side is passing behind me at which she starts moving a bit faster to get away from the crazy man in the Red Sox hat.After about fifteen minutes a bus going my way finally comes along and stops.As the door opens I hesitate a bit thinking maybe this is where the horror part of the story starts and I'm actually getting on a bus that will turn out to be all aliens from another galaxy.........After I got home I was thinking maybe it was Karma for the time in high school when three carloads of us in a row one after another pulled up to a hitchiker our age and one after another as each car pulled up and the kid ran towards the door each car sped off.I was in the backseat of the last car and will never forget the look on the kids face as I looked back at him standing by the side of the road flipping us the bird.White punks on Dope indeed.

Storm Drains

I also noticed a few nights ago that the storm drains around here are now covered with grills.Now the thing about that is I would see Raccoons climbing out of those storm drains sometimes at night.The first time I saw one about ten years back I told my neighbors and they thought I was smokin weed till they saw one climb out.What I'm wondering is what happened to all those critters living in the storm drains when they grated them over.

Bus Ride

I took the bus into Santa Monica this morning and after a few stops I realised that this older lady who I thought was helping out a passenger was actually giving a LOUD running commentary on each bus stop.She would name the stop then give a description of what food,banks,mattress stores etc. were at each stop.After a bit I asked the bus driver about it and she said the lady does it every Tuesday at the same time.

Jackson

I received an email from my old neighbors today that Jackson had passed away a few weeks ago. Jackson wasn't that old in dog years.I've been in a funk since then.Jackson was a yellow lab and my favorite dog ever.He came to our building some years ago as a puppy and I spent a lot of time with Jackson in his formative years.Brian and Julie would go away some weekends which left me and Jackson together.He really really loved squirrels and he loved to play hide and seek Jackson style.We would chase each other across the back of the building and I would duck into a stairway to hide.Jackson caught onto that and would sneak up to the stairwell to look and see if I was there upon which I would yell and he would take off running.He was also a great looking Lab.Everyone in the neighborhood said so.I recall one night watching him and I was out on our patio.I had the backdoor to Jackson's apt open and he was bringing out every five minutes or so one of his toys and dropping them at my feet trying to get me to play.He would look at me and I'd try and ignore him and then off he would go and bring back another toy.I was laughing after awhile he had so many toys out and then we went for his favorite thing.A nice walk.Jackson was very popular in the building.One lady Eve would leave her back kitchen door open when she came home and Jackson would come out his door and wander down to Eve's where she would give him a treat.Eve passed away several years ago of Cancer so I like to think Jackson is in heaven hanging out at Eves back door and she's giving him a doggie treat while he waits for the squirrels to come out.I haven't seen Jackson in a few years but I'll miss him for a long long time.