The Importance of Water

"Water is life's mater and matrix, mother and medium. There is no life without water."
-Albert Szent-Gyorgyi
(Hungarian Biochemist,
1937 Nobel Prize for Medicine,
1893-1986)

PHOTO: Jardin du Luxembourg (Luxembourg Gardens) in Paris had a public photo exhibition of various photography from various decades. I was quite taken by this photo of the spiritual monks amidst the water falls. I had to take a photo of 'the photo' as a memento.

Drink FRESH water and as much water as you can. Water flushes unwanted toxins from your body and keeps your brain sharp.

Observe a plant before and after being watered and relate these benefits to your BODY and BRAIN. Coke, Pepsi and all other soda pops will be known as the cigarette of the future. Colas are NOT a substitute for water. They're just another cheap drug made to look great by advertisers

Twenty-five years ago today:

The 3-day weekend has begun. Hoorah!

I awoke at about 9:am and rode my bicycle to the Alameda Bike Shop. They will repair my recurring 'squeaky wheel' by Monday. I bought a pair of new bicycle gloves while at the shop. I walked home.

I met a gal named Linda who gave me a bite of her apple!
"At least you're in good shape," she said as I realized I was walking along in my bike shorts outfit.
I know where she works on Park Street. It's a place called 'That Lady...'.
"I might drop in on you sometime," I said with a smile.

I continued my walk until I reached the end of Otis Drive. I was in luck as my brother, John, was driving by and he gave me a lift to mom and dad's. We both took advantage of the Saturday morning breakfast.

I started watching the last episode of the TV-mini series (CELEBRITY). John and I left and ended up watching the end of it at our place.

Chris Cordellos called to say he was driving to Alameda to see me. He had his fathers' car because his brother took his car to go to Utah with his girlfriend. His brother did this without his permission. Ouch!

Chris drove up in a giant gold convertible. We cruised along South Shore and Shoreline Drive, feeling the wind blowing in our hair. We returned to my pad where I introduced Chris to my brother.

Chris wanted me to go to Concord to lay out by the pool with him. It's much more sunny in Contra Costa County.
"Okay, I'll go right after I wash my car," I said.

When I arrived into Concord I saw Chris was the only one by the swimming pool. Clouds were forming around and over the sun. It made laying out hopeless. I met his mom. She has an emphysema problem and has to have an air filtering system inside her home.

Chris and I decided to go to the Sun Valley Shopping Center. We browsed at various stores and I critiqued Chris' taste over certain clothes. I don't think he appreciated it much.

We ate at the grody McDonald's. Yuck!
(grody (adjective): so-called Valleyspeak originating from San Fernando Valley in California; gross; e.g., "Oh grody to the max!" translated is "Oh how very disgusting!"

We returned to his mom's home where Chris showered (and changed his clothes). I was left to thumb through a few magazines. I think Chris wanted to go dancing but I didn't feel like it.

We ended up buying some Lowenbrau beer and drove up Fish Ranch Road to talk and 'exercise' our physical attractions. We finally tired of that spot and went to Berkeley. We found ourselves at SPATS where we enjoyed 'Mexican coffee' and 'hot tub coffee' specialty drinks. We followed the SPATS' visit with a slice of pizza at "Blondies".

Eventually we found ourselves back in Concord, parked nearby his house. We started to really 'get into things' in the car this time. We decided to get out of the car and go up beyond the hill. We thought of lying on a towel to look up at the stars but decided against it. Instead, Chris went inside his house for a 'sleeping bag'. Chris had a brainstorm idea for us to camp out on this Concord hill. It was a fun idea (just very cold).

We laughed a lot as we both crammed into one sleeping bag. Yes, it was funny. Chris went back inside for some 'Oil of Olay' and ...
...
The positioning was awkward but the timing was perfect.
"You know, I have never done anything like that before," Chris revealed.
"I'm surprised," I said as I simply assumed he was much more experienced. There is an aura or impression that he gives out. Perhaps it is his fashion sense or some of his mannerisms. I don't know.
"I did have that relationship with my friend Tony but it ended like that," Chris said as he immediately snapped his fingers.
I shared my mini-stories on significant relationships of 1983 (Frank Vasconcellos, Tammy Duhr, George Jones, Howard Edelstein and Paloma Sanchez-Guerra).

It really started to get cold and our body heat was hardly enough. We decided to cancel out the all-night 'camp out'. After we finally found my underwear at the bottom of the sleeping bag, fumbled, dressed and laughed we left the Concord hill.
It was 5am by the time I left. I was in my own bed (in Alameda) by 5:45am. John was awake (doing heaven knows what--could Sherri have just left?)