Day Five

It's a Sunday, which means that Robert Barclay is on the radio with his show the Juke Joint. I don't know why this show gets my attention. Could it be the great music? Must be. There is such a variety from week to week. Unlike some other shows like World Cafe, I rarely hear the same song again. If I do it has been a long time, too long to remember. I don't know if Mr. Barclay gets paid for his work. If he does, he probably sees it as a bonus. If he doesn't, he ought to be. Not that it matters. He connects with the audience.
So I try to position myself so that I am in listening range of the radio on Sunday nights. Even if I am away, I get the show live on net at wcmu.org. I appreciate the effort.
Geordon and Kelsey and I had roast beef dinner at Carol's tonight. We all enjoyed the whole time - food was great, dessert for once, in a while. Emily and Kelsey put on a mini fashion show to great laughs - even Java got in on it.
I just looked at the calendar and see that these 40 days end on June 1, or May 31. I looked because I wondered what might transpire between then and now. My focus, actually, not on myself as it ought to be, but on my son, who seems to have lost a rudder. But then maybe not. I realized today, in one of those flashes of insight - rare and often ignored - that I needed to tell Geordon that I have a lot to learn and one of those things I need to learn is to listen better and that I could think of no-one better to learn that from than from him. Of course he would understand the implication. So I told him tonight and he understood.
It's a start. Who knows where this will go. I am not recalling what I wrote the day before. And I am not looking at what I wrote either - I swear. I want to, but I will not. This current focus may pass or it may be a recurring theme. I suspect that there will be some recurring themes. The psychoanalysts in the audience will be taking notes. I should laugh.