I'm re-reading the Odyssey. It hit me this morning on the subway that the last time I read it was ten years ago. Then it hit me that it didn't seem like it was ten years ago. Then I realized I was reading it while a mariachi band was performing on my train car while I was reading about Odysseus and Penelope's son... I actually laughed out loud. There I was reading Homer while a group of Mexican's sang for change -- Sorry Jay:no offense -- Just found it funny.

Ella and I are booked on a 7:50 am direct flight out of JFK into Oakland on July 31st, 2008 *JetBlue "They don't fly-They jet"*. Seems like yesterday I was texting the world about a one way ticket to New York out of Sacramento on July 13th, 2007. . . Time flies doesn't it? Apparently so do Ella and I.