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sara's graduation

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Today's blatherings photo is courtesy Joe Neff (thanks, Joe!). It was taken at FKO during
our concert, whilst performing "A Neurotic Love Song". The song got
a standing ovation, which was cool. :-) I have to confess that every time
we perform this song, I always vow that it's the VERY LAST TIME, that I'm
not going to humiliate myself anymore. And when we perform it again
at Didgeri-Douze next
it WILL the last time, I swear! :-)

Forgot to mention, by the way, that both Jeff and I took part of
Wednesday morning off so we could attend our 4-year-old niece Sara's
graduation ceremony (from junior nursery school from senior nursery school).
We were highly amused by the jostling crowd of parents in business
suits clustered in front of the stage, clutching camcorders and cameras.
When it was Sara's class on stage, of course, I was up there jostling
with the rest. :-) Each child had a cardboard graduation cap, sash,
and was given a rolled-up diploma as their name was announced, as
well as their preferred future profession.

Sara said she wanted to be a vet (last year it was a doctor). There were
numerous future firefighters, policemen, dentists, and so on. The most
interesting chosen professions:

    "When I grow up, I want to be the man who drives the cars up
    the ramp at my daddy's dealership."

    "A Spice Girl."

    "A rock and roll star."

    "A paleontologist."

After all the children had received their diplomas, all the classes shuffled back
on stage (chaos, as you might imagine) and they sang "Wing Beneath My Wings",
or at least part of it. Then came refreshments, and back to work.
Before going home, however, we dropped by for a brief visit to see Sara and Annie's new
pet fish, Flounder Bluey. He didn't seem too excited to see us, but at
least he was still alive.

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