40th anniversary

On Thursday night (Sept. 8), Mitchell K from Vancouver and (his relative?) Step stopped by to discuss Christmas music and Mitch gave me 3 Xmas CDs he'd compiled. He gives an Xmas luau every year and has a grant from CHUM radio in Toronto to do a Christmas special, so we listened to Christmas music, he went thru some records and we generally did Xmas in Sept. He'll be back, I think, to talk, tape and more for the special. Also went to see Tim Sewell in Burbank, James Austin at Rhino and Demento, so he's on the holiday fast-track. I really had wanted to see the football game while they were here, so after they left, was glad to see it was a low scoring event. It wasn't much of a game. Wonder how good the Sunday nite matchup will be: Indy vs. Baltimore

Also, on Thursday or Friday (8 or 9), I spoke with an angry Beachcomber reader over Chinese Elms, of all things, but that too calmed down during the ensuing week when she decided I was the problem, the guy who turned her in was.

What a weekend! On Sat., I interviewed Elliott Shavers, then just because things were boring, I jammed up a guy on a rockin Yahoo news group over EC's comments off-air from my show, but I think that sqabble is pretty well patched up.

On our Sunday a.m. 40 th anniversary morning, we found that our gardeners had dumped a load of trash in the recycling, so we had the extra-special romantic chore of transferring it into the regular trash bin, which made it overflow...meaning, we keep some trash/garbage for an extra week.

That evening, Sylvia drove and we went to Captain Jack's in Sunset Beach to celebrate our 40th Anniversary. I don't know that dropping that amount of dough on one dinner could be such fun. Best Alaskan King Crab in So. Cal, that's the review it gets. We had a great time and had a memorable anniversary. Got calls from Haleys, Heather, Shea and Barb - great to have family & friends that remember.

This has been an amazingly low-stress post-anniversary week, tho we did clash a little over Monday nite football,

On Tuesday, I also locked myself in the TV room, had to pop out the door hinges (didn't work), then climb out the window with my super old body. On Tuesday, Bobby Edwards showed up with some outright outrageous TJ whore photos of Steve B., about whom I'm preparing an article for B&R (hope they print it, it'll piss off the world).

Tomorrow, were scheduled to go to the aquarium with Bill & Corrine, but Sylvia has these med tests - oh well. Blame Kaiser.