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the west wing was a show came out in the late 1990′s starring martin sheen, rob lowe, stockard channing, and a bunch of other cool actors. it’s a political drama that i enjoyed on network tv, and then again on netflix. NOW there’s a podcast about it called the west wing weekly! i listened to the first episode while doing dishes this afternoon. in addition to commenting on the episodes, they also compare the subject matter on the show to what’s going on politically today.

the day that angie came over to pick up some records, she also emailed me an mp3 track that we recorded last year. it’s a song about my shower curtain fear in other people’s homes. i know there really isn’t a dead body inside anyone’s bathroom, but i’ve seen too many movies to NOT be suspicious.

last week my jeep left oil stains behind wherever it went. it was easier to see than a trail of bread crumbs. i could have gotten lost, and then found my way back home if the engine didn’t blow up first. luckily i found the leak with the help of my neighbor, and replaced a bad oil pressure switch yesterday. dad, i hope this makes you proud.

angie (my rocket grant partner and surrogate daughter) came over a few days ago, and took a few stacks of records from our house. i probably accumulated five or six hundred LP’s over the last 15 years, and that’s not counting 45′s! when i realized that i would like some extra space in our little house, i asked her if she wanted any vinyl. while she was here i showed her my latest electronic purchases: the office and arcade pocket operators. after a little instruction, angie was able to play this familiar tune by pushing one button, and twisting one knob to alter the pitch. my only contribution to this track is the camera shutter clicks.

yesterday was my sister-in-law’s birthday. a couple of weeks ago i promised her that i would upload a certain video soon. i’m usually pretty lazy, so i kicked myself into gear to get it online yesterday. the video is andi (and me) singing our altered verses of the little playmate song.

the first car i ever owned was my parents’ 1974 dodge dart swinger. it had a V-8 engine that left a lot of cars in the dust. it wasn’t built to last, it was built for speed & you don’t see very many of them on the road these days. well i just watched the american side on netflix, and my old dodge is in most of it (see above). the movie itself is pretty cheesy with a throwback 1940′s private eye feel, but it has a story that starts (and ends) with a low rent detective driving my old car and playing pinball… so yeah, i’ll watch it again.

joshua  (my guitar student & music video production assistant) has his own youtube channel where he makes roblox animations. if you’ve never seen one, just imagine lego people with sound effects. the pic above is from joshua’s latest video, foggy with a chance of fart juice. it’s a 3 minute recap about the time i demonstrated my fog machine for joshua and his brother wes.

last monday night was the first time in weeks it didn’t feel like an oven outside. i texted joshua, my guitar student & music video production assistant, to see if he wanted to run some errands in my un-air conditioned jeep. as we headed west on santa fe we saw a bag of “lost music” taped to a lamp post. inside was a handful of sheet music for piano students.i’ll admit, i don’t have a good excuse for grabbing someone else’s stuff, except that it’s HIGHLY unlikely that the real owner would ever show up, and i’ll just confess now that i really wanted to see what was in that bag!

i was almost ready to stop making posts about my last birthday, but then my mom recently commented that she wanted to see the photos and videos from my 50th birthday party a couple of saturdays ago. well mom there’s one pic above, and you can click here to see 71 more. videos are coming soon. a big thanks to maja for running the camera!

i turned 50 a few days ago. my wife put together a party last saturday & invited some friends and family. we didn’t pin the tail on the donkey, or give a spanking for each year that had passed– both of those stopped happening after my family left california. however, part of last saturday’s activities included putting name tags all over me. each guest was asked to write a word or phrase that described “dave.” that’s mom, me, and my sister in the pic above.