Welcome to early October. It has been a few weeks since the last post. This is the time of year when I often plan my vacation. Nothing extravagant like some of my friends, who venture off for weeks to Scotland and Ireland. That said, I have placed such trips on my bucket list for the future—when I retire.
More often than not, my vacations are typically long weekend getaways. They are solo trips to a music festival, usually in a place that I have never visited. This year was no exception. I decided in early April to attend the Ohana Festival in California.
I would sum up the Ohana Festival as great weather, great music, and great food. It was a fantastic weekend to sleep in, charge the batteries before returning to work. The food was delicious and aside from all of the walking and drinking, I managed to put on 10 pounds. And while the location, on a Pacific beach was spectacular, the water was too cold to enjoy the surf.
Of course, given the cell phone age, I managed to take pictures to share of the adventure.
The music lineup included Dogstar, The Breeders, The MOSS, and Turnpike Troubadours, along with DEVO, Sting, and Alanis Morissette, among others. Pearl Jam was also featured. These were just a few of the acts from the three-day event. The two Pearl Jam concerts started off explosively but, in my opinion, ended as some of their least remarkable performances. I shouldn’t have been surprised; it was the conclusion, or nearly so, of the Dark Matter tour. They seemed to lack the vigor I had seen at an earlier show in Las Vegas.
I returned from California and spent a few days at work. There it was wrapping up the fiscal year and starting anew. Of late, work has become more of a negative distraction than the whole idea of accomplishing specific goals. That trend continues and certainly has pushed me towards making this my final year. My week at work involved less actual work and more preparation for retirement, along with planning for my upcoming trip.
It was another long weekend vacation. This time, with son in tow, we ventured off to New Orleans and my niece’s wedding. Daughter, unfortunately, could not attend due to college classes.
I figure that it was a complete wedding, New Orleans style. There was a jazz band. People enjoyed dancing and music in the streets. The celebration included a streetcar trip. The wedding took It was a black-tie event and thus the need to wear the tuxedo. For me, there were relaxing moments on the front porch. I enjoyed drinking a gin & tonic while reading a book. I also spent time pondering the future.
A visit to the Crescent City isn’t complete without exploring the National World War II Museum. My son found it engaging. The ‘broken world’ exhibit felt particularly relevant as we approach this election cycle. I can’t help but think that we may be facing some challenging times ahead. The sentiment remains unchanged regardless of the election results, unless a clear frontrunner appears with policies that align with my vision for the near future.
And to that end, I have already voted. Yes, I voted early and in person. Otherwise, this election cycle has been madness. I get between 50 to 100 phone calls, text messages, e-mails, and snail mail requests for donations every day. This happens daily. I cannot believe how much money the democrats have raised. I honestly believe that the amounts indicated some illegal shenanigans that need to be investigated. However, I wonder why we cannot raise those kinds of funds to ease homelessness. We could help those less fortunate or provide disaster relief.
Well, it is Sunday. I have been at it for a few hours. I have been to the grocery store. I have taken Jewel for a walk. I have been out for coffee. The rains from yesterday have subsided for the moment, but more in the forecast. There is snow in the mountains and autumn has clearly arrived.
Until next time, enjoy the pictures, have a great week and get out and vote. I am afraid that our Constitutional Republic may be hanging in the balance. Why would Warren Buffet sit for a photo on a toilet? He must be thinking that this is the direction of the economy.
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