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It's 9:20am, and I have a brimful of Asha on the Dish.

When this song came out, I was in love with it, but I think I was the only one.

This song triggers memories, though. When I first heard it, I was in San Jose on business. It was perhaps a little over 4 years ago. This was one of the first times I would meet Thomas. In fact, I was in the car, on my way to the 24 Hour Fitness to go play racquetball with him. He beat me. Damn. I swore retribution! Someday, I would improve my skills and we would have a rematch. We never had that opportunity.

Every moment I spent with him was delightful, even well before I we ever started dating.

He was a rare and special human being.

Well, enough of my mopin'. Ah, I am impressed by the power that music has to trigger memory. Off to carry on with my day.

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After a brief morning pity-party, I spruced up and headed down to mountain view to meet various members of wrathgeneration.

I was 15 minutes late, much to my quasi-anal-retentive chagrin.

The discussion was a blast. Discourse is always a good thing, and I walked away with some new things to contemplate and investigate.

I took a different route on the drive home. I went through San Fran and Oakland. I saw their sequined hills and modest skyscrapers (relative to Chicago, of course!). It was rather pretty, in a bustling, overcrowded sort of way.

Oh, and for something odd, try http://www.logia.net/products/biblebar.html. Not since the Y2k Survival site have I chuckled so hard. This was the site that encouraged you to buy gallons of honey, because some apostle survived on locusts and honey. Yeah, great idea. Everything tastes better with honey.