R.I.P. Water Pump

2002-2007

It was good knowing you, my little Teutonic buddy. Who would've known your cheap little plastic impeller was just not up to the task? We had some good times...remember our road trip to California? Seems like yesterday. But like your brethren (or is that sistern? cistern?), you lived hard and died young. So long.

Day Cares

Today is Roquito's first day at daycare. I had gotten used to leaving him in the morning to go to work, but seeing him lying there in an unfamiliar room kinda got to me. I think it's knowing mom isn't there either. Maybe it's the $1300 check we wrote soon afterwards.

He looked happy though, and I'm sure he'll be well cared for.

Things I never thought I'd live to see, Part 2.

Why I ever thought that Stevie would be rusty from not touring/performing regularly I don't know. What a great, fun show. Stevie had people up and dancing from the get-go. Well, there was that story he told about his mother right at the beginning, then when people sat down for that song from Innervisions (I hate it when people sit down for these concerts, is that a Seattle thing? Kenny G, sure, but Stevie Wonder?), but once the hits started flowing, we were boogie-ing on. Our favorite song: the extended jam on Ribbon in the Sky. I don't have a set list handy, but he covered all the big ones. There were a few we heard during the sound check that he didn't play, while we were waiting in line outside the chateau...All Day Sucker was the one I remember...was hoping there would be an encore, but there wasn't.

What about Rocco? He hardly fussed at all about being up late, and even slept a little bit during the middle of the show. We taped a couple cotton balls to his head so hopefully his ears weren't ringing the next day. Turns out he wasn't even the youngest kid there. A couple nearby had their 4-week-old with them. Now THAT was gutsy.

Thanks, Pete, that was the best wedding gift ever.