Feeling Guilty ?

"If you feel guilty you must have done something wrong."
"...but I feel guilty about mudslides in Ecuador!"
-as heard while watching
a not-so-great film called
"Dorian Blues"

Thank you Deanna Campbell of Las Vegas, NV for sending this tidbit story. It gave me a good 'chuckle' on the morning of May 18, 2009 (when she emailed it to me):

Yesterday, I had a flat tire on the Interstate.

So I eased my car over to the shoulder of the road, carefully got out of the car and opened the trunk.
I took out two cardboard men, unfolded them and stood them at the rear of my car facing oncoming traffic. They looked so lifelike yo u wouldn't believe it!

They were in trench coats exposing their nude bodies and private parts to the approaching drivers. To my surprise, cars started slowing down looking at my lifelike men. And of course, traffic started backing up. Everybody was tooting their horns and waving like crazy.

It wasn't long before a state trooper pulled up behind me. He got out of his car and started walking toward me. I could tell he was not a happy camper!
"What's going on here?"
"My car has a flat tire," I said calmly.
"Well, what in the hell are those obscene cardboard men doing here by the road?"
I could NOT believe that he didn't know.
So I told him, 'Hellooooo, those are my emergency flashers!'

Twenty-five years ago today:

December 29, 1984
Saturday

It was 8AM and I after a splish-splash of a wash I was biking by 8:30AM until 10AM. I was biking with a scarf around my neck and did repetitive rides along the beach.

I stopped to see mom and I found dad to be a bit on the moody side. I maintained. Mom took down the Christmas tree. I napped a bit and awoke when John and Ashley stopped by. We watched the playoff game against the SF 49ers and the NY Giants. I didn't win anything via my football grid game pool at work. Boo hoo!

As time passed I was back at my pad, reviewing my mail. I received my bank statement and a household questionnaire study that I decided to fill out.

Karyn Kossoff called while I was filling out the silly questionnaire.
"Hi. I'm having a small circle of friends party at my brothers' house."
"Sounds okay to me, I'll be there."
I thought it was funny when she said her brother had to work and couldn't be at the party.

I scanned my San Francisco Examiner newspaper as Karyn and I continued our friendly chat. I am to meet her mom and sister-in-law at about 7:30 or 8PM. Who knows? I may drive up to Baxter's thereafter. I guess it depends on how late the party goes. It also depends on how I feel.

Now it's time to exercise and shower. I just woke from another one-hour nap. I am beginning to feel like I have overslept.

I drove my car to Karyn Kossoff's and shared in on the small circle of friends party. I met her mom, sister-in-law, her friend Elizabeth who recently learned of a pregnancy from a married man she's been seeing for the last year or two! Now that sounds like a story right out of 'Days of our Lives'. Karyn and I ended up driving out to Point Richmond (where Elizabeth is living).

Oh yes, I also met some oriental fellow and some gal who grew up in Walnut Creek but now lives in Morocco. I met Karyn's brother, too. It was all pretty laid back. I stuffed my face with cheese, wine, pastries, kiwi, pistachios and tangerines. I departed at a quarter passed midnight, so I decided against the trip to Baxter's. Yawn.

"What's the matter?"
"What could be the matter?"
"You seemed to go away...Come back to me!"
-as heard while watching the LIVE play
"A Brief Encounter" at St. Ann's Warehouse
in Brooklyn, NY on December 2, 2009.