Others may seem too good to be true. I shall strive to be too true to be good.

It is said that the quickest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. I could not find a similar axiom for women, so I offer the following:

While the quickest way to a man’s heart may be through his stomach, the surest way to a woman’s heart is through her sternum.

Sometimes when I sit down to play the piano for myself, I wish there was somebody else there to listen. Someone to sit quietly and to enjoy the occasionally beautiful music I play. I would like to touch her heart through the piano keys and move her to joy, anger, tears, elation. I put so much of myself into my piano playing at times, it’s a shame there’s nobody else around to listen. But I am very private about my music. It’s a very personal thing.

Whoever my future wife is I hope she appreciates my music.

“All is fair in love and war.”

For a while now I have pondered this idiom. What does it mean exactly? Are people in love and people in warfare allowed to behave outside of the norms? Is it somehow acceptable to dispose of one’s moral and ethical codes of conduct when the stakes are so high? Perhaps it is merely a mantra of the lovelorn used to justify inconsiderate action in the pursuit of the coveted.

Or perhaps this idiom is not a justification as much as it is an observation on the human condition. Nothing drives us to such extreme measures as love and war. But where some see an ex post facto defense, I see an opportunity to distinguish one’s self as above reproach. To stick to one’s principals under such stress would demonstrate a clarity of character and an evolved ethic. To pursue one’s own life, liberty, or happiness at the expense of another’s is no just cause, no matter how popular is the turn of phrase raised in its defense.

Well, there’s a first time for everything. I was driving south on Wadsworth past 1st Ave just now in the #1 lane and a lady in a plateless blue Caravan just changed into my lane. Not ahead of me, not behind me, right next to me! I couldn’t tell if she signaled or not (because she was right next to me, hence I couldn’t see her signals), all I know is that she crossed over the line (like so many folks do with narrow lanes) so I drifted left a little bit, but instead of correcting herself—and greatly to my surprise—she kept going! Needless to say, I did too. Right into the turn lane. I honked for a good three seconds. She kept going like she never saw me. The lady behind me saw the whole thing and later when she pulled alongside to make a right turn, she looked at me and shrugged. I shook my head.

Part of me is glad that the bailout bill didn’t pass the House today. I think it’s ridiculous that the government (the taxpayers: me) should have to pay for the corrupt and poorly-managed financial fiascoes of large corporations. I don’t live in the Conglomerated States of America or USA, Inc. At least not yet. People need to be held accountable for their actions. That goes for companies, too.

I don’t claim to have a good understanding of the whole situation. I’m sure it’s complicated. But could it possibly stem from the irresponsible financial behavior of the American consumer? We don’t pay our mortgages, we have thousands of dollars in debt, and when we don’t repay our debts, the banks have a hard time. Not that they aren’t in the business of making money anyway. The executives make disproportionate amounts of money regardless of the performance of their institutions. The rich get richer at the expense of the poor getting poorer. All the while the companies try to sell them on more things they don’t need.

The show is over. Charlie Brown plays no more. What am I to do with myself? No new shows on the horizon.

Who knows? Maybe a beautiful girl will fall out of the sky into my life.

And maybe we’ll have world peace and end world hunger and find a cure for cancer and pixie dust will make people fly.

Hey—it could happen!

I have a funny uncle. “Ha-ha” funny.

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