Scattergun Tuesday

My mom just called me to tell me that Furthur, the latest incarnation of what's left of the Grateful Dead, is playing in her back yard in eastern Pennsylvania. She lives in the Poconos near Bushkill Falls, in Hawley. She said everyone in line for tickets was over fifty and had a tie die and a fat belly and that I would have fit right in. She never liked the Dead that much or she would be there.

The last time I saw them, it was really bleak and I don't think I would take the plunge again but what the hell - maybe for old times sake. It's not the same without a little interplanetary travel and I am afraid those days are long over. Now all the idioms are worn out and the tunnels a bit dusty and I will pass, thank you.

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I have never lived in PA but I went to fifth grade camp in the Poconos, near La anna. Incredibly beautiful area with native red salamanders called red efts. Bears and deer and a fabulous indoor food market in Allentown for native fare and cured meats.

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My brother had a heart attack in Toronto last week and received a four way bypass. It was not a good time, as he is dealing with a host of other problems including diabetes, FSGS- a rare kidney disorder and apnea. He has been having post op problems breathing and they were afraid they were going to have to reinsert the breathing tube. Also a problem with sugar levels. His kidneys are not functioning properly and he had to undergo hemo dialysis today. I love him like no other and I have been a basket case all week. Just blew the whistle and let my mom know, so now all hell is about to break loose. I am planning to fly out at the first opportunity.

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Leslie's back just went into the same paralytic funk mine has been in the last three weeks. Renee was gracious enough to let us use her jacuzzi and sauna yesterday. A little relief, but we are a pair to draw to.
Friend Gary had a carotid aneurysm this week. We are dropping like flies, ladies and gentlemen.

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Finished the two books by Reverte and starting Carlos Ruiz Zafon's The Angel's Game. I love Spanish fiction, don't know why, must be a past life thing.

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Going to see Little Feat thursday. My friend Arnold is taking me. We are old, and I hope we don't stay up too late. Yes and Frampton in a few weeks. Vegas soon.

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Business is lousy and the streets are deserted. Two new galleries on the street, I wish them well. Krugman wrote a depressing editorial this morning on the next depression. If you want to find it, you will. My back hurts.