I'm leaving for JFK after church tomorrow. Joe, an old friend from St. John's, Waterbury is driving me and picking me up.
I'm sorry to be away.
For lots of reasons:
*Bela is only a month dead and I hate to leave Bern so, so much.
*The older I get, the less I like to travel. I love to fly, but all the b.s. about it is annoying.
*I'm sorry I won't be writing stuff to whoever you are out there who reads this stuff.
*Unless there is a TV in my room at the conference center I'll miss the first live versions of The Voice.
*NBA playoffs started today.
*Spring has almost, reluctantly, agreed to come to New England and it'll be 90 F in Phoenix.
*I don't sleep well in strange beds.
*I just love to 'bitch' about stuff. Bern gave me a coffee mug for my early birthday (I'll be in Arizona for the 'real' day) with a quote from Bill Maher that says, "I'm pissed off that more people aren't pissed off."
See you in a week.
Shalom, jim
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