Can I say that March and April sucked for me?
Can I add that May got off to a craptacular start as well?
...and so we return to the blog, but step away from the lessons and musings of bushido; at least for now. Today, complete and total ramblings...
Anyone familiar with my Facebook postings knows I lost a good friend on May 1 (which is why the craptacular beginning is noted). While Cliff Arnold may have been one of my employers, he and wife Elin were also my friends. Almost seven months to the day after he found out he had colon cancer, he died from it. While cancer is a terrible way to go, it was a short time filled with highs and lows. I should go out so gracefully. At various times in his life, Cliff was an Army medic, a hobo, a union worker at Caterpillar, a motorcycle enthusiast, a contemporary of Richard Pryor, an AA sponsor, and much much more. We'll not see his like again, and we're much the worse off for that.
I was just in my sixth musical. That's significant because I auditioned for exactly none of them (I counted twice.) before being cast. In fact, the only two musicals I auditioned before, I didn't make the cut. I'm not sure what that says about me, but I think that's gotta be some kind of Guinness record; or at least a Ripley's Believe it or Not.
Most heroic statement ever: "I got a job. Give the reward money to the women."
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