Dad Falling Asleep at 8 PM and Email

I have to preface this story with a bit of information about school email addresses in California.  Most teachers, at least the ones I know, have a school email address that is their first initial, last name, @, name of the town or school they teach at, ., k12, ., ca, ., us.  So it looks something like jsmith@jamestown.k12.ca.us.  Those of you that know me can figure out mine easily.  Thus began a most strange journey in the Garver household.

A few nights ago, after 8 PM, Maureen and Sam were in the front bedroom playing with the kittens.  Dad was reading Newsweek in the living room, and Annie was in the dining room "doing" homework.  If you know our house, you know that really means we were all virtually in the same room.  Annie belts out, "Dad, I need to email you some work that I need printed.  What is your email address?"

Dad responded, "sgarver@escondido."  

Maureen and Sam immediately perked their ears.

Annie then asked, "How do you spell Escondido?"

Dad dutifully responded, "E-S-C-O-. . ."

Maureen and Sam looked at each other and said, "Do you mean Exeter?"

Thus ended another rousing night at Casa Garver.  I'm sure that revisionest variations of this story will be told, but it reminds me that after 8, I'm already gone as the Eagles sang.

Our Superstars

Wilson is finishing up his first year on Varsity basketball. The season went just about as it was expected to go....Not Bueno. He is looking forward to baseball.







Annie played every minute of every game as goalie on the JV soccer team (well, she did sit out a few minutes in one game when she was bleeding from getting hit in the nose). Her coach had promised her that if the team was ever up by 5, she could play in the field. On Thursday, in the last game of the season against Coalinga, they were and she did.

She played a total of one half (with a few minutes to rest) and scored a goal...yippee yahoo! It will probably be the only goal she'll score in High School since she is much needed in the goalie box. She was Thrilled!!!

ps. she also got a yellow card for pushing a gal ("she started it!")...sigh.

Happy Birthday Julie

Birthdays are good for you. Statistics show that the people who have the most live the longest.

- Reverend Larry Lorenzoni



...love you sis!

If You Had to Pick. . .

Before I pick, I have to praise my sons. Above is a picture of Brad and Sam helping with drywalling a ceiling. Probably one of modern man's terrible jobs. Think about it, how many old men do you see drywalling? It is physical, hard work. All of the boys did yeoman's work in the studio addition.

But the question before us Un-Derrs and Derrs, what six musician's library of work could you listen to for the rest of your life? Only these six to spend time with. Only these six to revel and to lament with. I may be a bit stuffy, but who would you spend money, plenty of money, to see live.

My Six?

James Taylor--Addictions aside, name a singer/songwriter that exemplifies the genre better? And continues to get better with time. Try this and this and this to decide.

Pat Metheney--Jazz from the past and into the future.

The Beatles--Brad reacquainted me with the Fab Four this last summer on a trip to Lampyradaie Vineyards.

Chicago--Try this for the coolest make-out song from the '70's. But that doesn't define this group.

Nanci Griffith--Old and new great music that touches the soul.

Jackson Browne--The voice of the 70's on SoCal? You know, those songs that are a part of you before you know their names.

I know there are many more, The Eagles, Sting, Carole King, Cat Stevens, Rolling Stones, John Prine, Tony Bennett, Frank, Ella, Amy Grant, David Grisman, many more that I have forgotten; but this is just a few.

Happy Birthday to You.....

Happy birthday to you....

Happy birthday to Miii-iike....

Happy birthday to yooooou!

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