Monday, October 12, 2009


Every year, for many years, Amalie and I had bought season tickets for the Community Concert Series in Los Gatos, about 20 minutes away. This year, although Am is no longer with me, I once again bought season tickets. There are several people I know who enjoy these musical events, and as it happened, I was chatting with one on Saturday when she said to me, “Don’t we have a concert tomorrow?” Oops. “Hold on. I’ll go check the tickets.” Sure enough, Sunday afternoon was the appointed day. Cliff acted as chauffer, and off we went to hear the Canadian Tenors, four fellows with remarkable voices. Quite an afternoon!

Then after dropping said friend off at home, Cliff and I drove over to Milpitas, also about 20 minutes away, in a different direction, to have dinner at the Red Lobster. Delicious! I couldn’t finish the whole thing, though Cliff packed his away like a trooper -- a hungry trooper. Never fear; I brought the “remains” of mine home.

My only complaint, if you can call it that, is that I didn’t get my afternoon nap. Tsk, tsk. I’ll sleep well tonight.


Two elderly gentlemen from a retirement center were sitting on a bench 
under a tree when one turns to the other and says: 'Slim, I'm 83 years 
old now and I'm just full of aches and pains. I know you're about my age. 
How do you feel?' 
Slim says, 'I feel just like a newborn baby.' 
'Really!? Like a newborn baby!?' 
'Yep. No hair, no teeth, and I think I just wet my pants.'


  1. Are those at West Valley CC? My son John used to sing in a choir there.

  2. I fell asleep during an afternoon Marine Band concert when I was a teen and our marching band went to Washington DC. Do you know how tired you have to be to fall asleep to John Philip Sousa?