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Relative Serenity Monday, Jun. 04, 2007 - 12:45 a.m. The weekend passed in relative serenity. John worked on his fanzine and a writeup about BayCon. I worked in GarageBand, and ordered accessories for the guitar. All in all, a quiet but productive weekend. --- Yesterday afternoon, I was noodling around online and doing some reading about some old local television shows, and I found a message on the website of Bob Wilkins. Bob Wilkins was a late night weekend horror movie host whom I adored. It was always such a treat to stay up late and see Creature Features on Channel 2 in Oakland, then on Channel 40 in Sacramento. The message has been posted by Bob's wife Sally, and informs the public that her husband is in the early stages of Alzheimer's disease. Also on the site was the announcement that Bob Wilkins just celebrated his 75th birthday. Both of those announcements startled the living daylights out of me because it just so seldom occurs to me that people I've seen on television actually do grow old and pass on. I think something I'll do in the very near future is check around and see if I can find a minature rocking chair to paint yellow and place on my altar. --- This happened yesterday afternoon, too. All that would have happened is that my purse would have slid forward. Most of me says thank goodness everybody is okay. And thank goodness it didn't happen on my travel day. And the imp in me says "Whoah, Cool!" No, this does not discourage me from flying. At all. Southwest Airlines is my favorite airline and that won't change. --- Okay, done. Have a good Monday. ---
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