I woke up late today. It gets tougher to get
up later in the week. Each day I get up slower,
in the black of the pre-dawn day. I looked for
the family dog, Dyna (for Dynamite), who needs
her medicine, but my 19 year old son, who has
drug the dresser into the door way, and piled
his cloths and books for school all over the floor,
has the dog on his bed, but I am not going to drag
myself through his bedroom looking for a 10 year
old dog, who's half asleep to get it medication,
so I let it go. I got my medication, for arthritis.

I did not get any food for lunch, since I was planning for lunch with the Lions Club at the
Black Bear Diner in Monterey.

Washing my hair, what's left, shaving my face,
and brushing my teeth, and flossing, I stubbed
around the bedroom, and kissed my wife goodbye.

Driving my PT Cruiser, the back window of a PT
is pretty much blind. It was covered with smired
dirt and dew. I turned to my left, watching to
miss my sons Honda in the street, and cleared
off my left rearview mirror. It got caught on
the trash container on the street. It is the
container my wife told me to put out earlier
last night.

I went to the gas station with my mirror hanging
into the window resting next to my steering wheel.

The gasoline would not come out of the hose to
fill the tank. I had to back up and begin to
fill the car.

I drove straight to the Chrysler dealer to put
in a request to fix the car. I left a note with
the early-bird envelope. The car dealers are
fixing the roads, and I got caught in the new
cars lined up and one-way streets, being recovered
with asphalt.

I got no phone call from the dealer, so I went
over to the dealer and got an estimate, which
is $170.00.

I gave a test to four of my classes, and a simulation of the making of the U.S. Constitution
in my AP class.

I drove to the Black Bear Diner, and in walks
my daughter. She was working with a local artist,
finishing his paintings. Apparently, this artist
is painting around 300 paintings to be signed
by Mohammad Ali, and my daughter in helping the
artist finish the paintings.

I bought her lunch, but she said it was dry,
so she did not finish it. I just bought some
french fries and had some water.

Tomorrow is Root Beer Day. I raised around $80.00
last week.

I had to change my Close Up Foundation Washington
D.C. trip. We will go to Washington D.C. and
Williamsburg.

The kids "bailed" on me, so I have a very short
window of time to get six kids to pay over $500.00
to go. I've raised over $7,000 to take these kids.

I'm still at school, correcting tests and recording
them, while listening to the N.Y. Yankees play.
They're losing 1 to 0.

This is another long day.