Woke up this morning ... several times ... planning to go to work.  Ate breakfast at Perry's Cafe, then returned to my humble abode (temporary), at the El Rio Motel outside Old Town, and picked up my messages.  Opps ....

The VA Doctor phoned leaving me a message to get to the hospital immediately.  There is a growth, possible tumor, 6.4 cm on my liver, and a smaller one that is constricting or blocking the anterior portal.  They have scheduled me an appointment with the doctor, and want me to schedule with the Liver Clinic (hold the onions), and the Oncology Clinic.  OOOOOhhhhhh  mmmmyyyyyyy!  

Well, not to worry.  The pain from the Osteoarthritis is aggravating, and the fact that I've pretty much lost all the material possessions I've owned gets me down a little.   The female of our species, who benevolently kidnapped my cats, Patches and Wubba, and turned them in to the Animal Shelter ... where they have since been murdered ... did the worst of all misdeeds to this man.  Would have preferred she kill me instead.  My heart has been broken since last August when she did the deed, so life is pretty much, "So what more can this world do to hurt me?"  My answer, not much, so f__k it.

I don't fear death any longer, nor do I give a rats ass about living or dying at this point.  I own nothing of value to anyone, with the exception of a few first edition books, so the only thing I have to lose any longer, is misery.  And I welcome the chance to lose that.

A little note here to Rhythm, of Rhythm and the Method (Local SD Band) ...

As I said before ... I've known you since time began, and will know you again next time around.  Somehow, we manage to find each other over and over, even if for but a few brief moments.  If brought back again, I will see you here ... if not, then, I will see you on the other side little sister.  All my love to you and Noah, and know that I hold you both close in my heart forever.

Sun, then rain ... white billowing clouds moving swiftly across the afternoon sky.  San Diego in the Spring.  I love it. 

Went to Hamburger Mary's 14th Anniversay Party the other night.  What an experience.  The employees, from waiters to security to bartenders are some of the nicest and best in the business.  The Patio was packed, wall to wall people.  Laughter and Trash Disco ... add to that their KickAss Margueritas and you have the mix.  Gay, Straight, Unknown ... all together and having a great time. 

Only one incident of unpleasantness occurred, and it was brief and immediately resolved by security escorting the offending party out the door.  But, hey, when you get that many people together, and only have one brief altercation, then you've done pretty well.  Trixie was there with the Jello Shots.  Rob was running around with his pink feathered scarf and hat.  Richard spent a miserable time at one end of the bar, surrounded by ladies.  Not his preference.  Holly, Jill, Chris, Jeremy all found refuge at the opposite end.  I sat in front of Clayton for most of the time, and the book will be coming out soon. 

Inside, Sharone and Munson were at the main bar.  Matt was at the Dance Floor bar, and they were slammed most of the night.  Shouna came out with a friend, Rachel and Jasmine were there.  "Siegfried and Roy" (not there real names) were there.  A lot of good people and a lot of good memories.  What a night.  Thank you Chris, Thank you Hamburger Mary's.

Today was trash pickup day and I actually remembered to roll the bin out last night. Pretty good for me. Finally figured out the pick up schedule and unless it changes, I should be okay.

Well, it is Good Friday, a day of sacrifice for humanity. While the hate and violence are a reality, let's lessen their impact with compassion and tolerance. Let's choose leaders that really care and direct their efforts towards bringing peace to this world, and understand that we are here to share this earth with all things. Remember also, there are people dying in Darfour.

Peace