In an example of how “time flies” (whether you’re having fun or not), it was ten years ago today that my mom died. Hard to believe ten years have gone by so quickly. Ten years, six jobs (for me; I don’t think I have enough fingers and toes to count all of granny’s jobs), a bunch of cats (same dog, though, plus one), two Marc Maron shows, 9/11, one basketball national championship (five lacrosse), a black president elected, the end of my 27 year pursuit for an undergrad degree, and a masters (which my mother would have been pretty impressed with; a lot more than I am, that’s for sure), all three of my siblings retired (wish I could say the same for myself)…. A hell of a lot of water under the bridge. At least they buried her with her brain (as far as I know, anyway; who really knows what these ghouls do with you), unlike Michael Jackson. Apparently they have to wait two weeks for it it get hard enough to slice up. Gee, Emeril just puts it in the freezer for a few minutes.

Oh well, back to work again today.