i am sitting here stressed out on a wednesday evening and i haven't even taken the garbage out. my wife is mad at me because my son is coming home from the hospital too early, in her opinion, but i knowing him am aware that it will be way too late in his opinion and he is dying to be free. enough said. my heart is crying.

the sun is going down on galesburg as it is about to get another resident.

since it was august first, a number of momentous things happened, and i'll explain a little why it's momentous to me anyway. i have a stepdaughter who had a birthday today, and she moved from up here in brimfield, to marion illinois today, and i don't think she was happy about it. she'll be ok though, she's resilient, and she will be starting in a new school which in my opinion teaches a kid a lesson in making new friends. the lesson is: it's not that hard. other kids like you because you're there, and you're the same age as they are. it's possible to be sensitive about the fact that they've known each other longer than they've known you, but that is rapidly outweighed by the fact that you are right there, while have the people they've known forever are gone, or have changed. so it's really practical to be open to the possibilities and usually most kids are.

August first is important to me because it is PV's birthday. PV was a kid I knew growing up. His parents were overprotective so frequently we were not allowed to go places that we wanted to go together - most of which I admit were trouble. Like back in the woods, or down in town where trouble happened. So ok we were trapped a little in his living room - there was stuff to do but we were restless - and eventually we left him behind and did other stuff. but that wasn't really the best outcome, and i was always a little sorry about that. in honor of him, i celebrate his birthday. here's to the kid who feels left out, for whatever reason.

got to go, too much happening.