Jammin' to Elton in concert...On the boob-tube, of course. What a fabulous pianist (and man).
I'm so ready to go to a concert or show 'round here. I just gotta find someone to drag along with me. I nearly went to see the Charlie Hunter Trio Friday, but I decided against it. Hopefully when the weather gets better I can hit some shows out at the legendary Gorge.
Tonight I think I'm finally getting my head above the water when it comes to my chore list. I've finally got my email list down to a manageable size, and the pile of paperwork on my desk is shrinking.
I volunteered to go on the USS Nevada on Saturday for a one-day trip. I'm really fortunate to have the opportunity to go, b/c normally they don't allow females to ride on submarines. It will just be for about 10 hours, but that should be enough for me, especially knowing we're going to be deep underwater. Yikes! I'm looking forward to it, though. Just as long as I don't get accosted by a sub guy...They're a whole different breed; I know, b/c I work with a bunch of 'em!
So the guys in my office have determined that I'm having an affair with a guy named 'Jim,' b/c I'm always leaving work to go to the gym. Right now, especially with this program I'm helping to run, I'm at the gym in the mornings, mid-day, and sometimes in the evenings. So the guys think it's code to meet up with this 'Jim' character. Could be, hmm?... ;)
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