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Despite all that good time jolly stuff and great food and wine we managed to enjoy ourselves. Rob reminded us of something we know but don’t always remember (I blame traffic and stressful stuff like jobs): that everything in life can be and should be fun. Rob has one of the most positive outlooks of anyone I know and everywhere he goes he makes friends. Even among the sometimes jaded LA folk it is futile to attempt to deny his charms, even as he tells pretty ladies to ‘git ‘er done’.
I really do yearn for some sort of teleportation device that would allow me to pop in for a quick hello any old time I felt like it. Oh, and back before I had my own washer and dryer, I really would have appreciated the use of my mom’s laundry services.
My first inclination at the thought of helping Sarah Palin take office is to laugh, hopefully while drinking coffee so it can spew out of my nose, and then to say (out loud), “Don’t run!”
I hope I will never know the hard times my grandpa has known but I love him all the more for his strength in weathering them and coming out the other side a better man.