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Thursday, December 25, 2003

" Crazy, but that's how it goes, millions of people living as foes. Maybe it's not too late, to learn how to love and forget how to hate. "
--Ozzy Osbourne, lyrics to 'Crazy Train'

                 Tune Me Deaf

          Opened my present
          " Black Sabbath 'Paranoid' "
          Ozzy the sound
          the poet the
          voice the master
          of the darkness
          in the light

          Bobby Nichols 12/25/2003 ( Thank you Debi ! )

In a past conversation my Mother stated her lack of appreciation for Ozzy. I would imagine Ozzy's an acquired taste best served LOUD !

Rain/hail/partial clearing... a sunset.

Rain soaked ground with which to cast the flakes of hay for Eeyore ( donkey ), Tara, and Saudi. Gail believes she will breed Tara to Saudi ( Arabian horses ) for one last foal, hopefully.

Wonderful presents for the grandkids, David and Ashley. Paper flying, new clothes set aside in their boxes, eyes bright searching for the expectant treasures... found.

Turkey bird for dinner at the In-laws, Candy and Larry... Gail and I, Chrissy and Richard and David and Ashley, Kenny and Karen and Virginia and Carlie, and Greg in attendance.

Phoned my brothers and sisters. Had a great visit over the phone with brother Jim. Debi was almost out the door when I called, so a short visit. Message machine at Peg's with John's voice announcing... and a ( 10 ) second allowance for cheer. Perhaps ( 5 ) rings of the phone at brother Robins', then silence...

Gail's in a funk... me too. Best to be funky together.

Da Boards and Googling for further Accessibility ideas for web design and linkage on my help page... good info from sultan_emerr on Da Boards re: a local web design group in West Sacamento... ... cool !

Peace on Earth... Adieu !

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