Inauguration Day. This is what our HR director sent to our whole office:
“Good morning,
From 11:30 AM through 1:00 PM, the televisions in Conference Room No. 2 will be tuned in to the Inauguration of President Barack Obama, if you'd like to stop by during your lunch break. No food or beverages should be taken into or consumed in this newly refurbished conference room. “
It was a sweet inauguration My boss boss (or boss Squared) was even at the conference room, which I found amusing. Funny…I pegged him as a free market capitalist/social conservative. But then again he’s from California.
Yo Yo Ma and Itzhak Perlman with 2 other musicians I don’t know )their names off-hand) played a beautiful tune which I recognized the melody from. I think it is an early 20th century American composer who composed it. I kept thinking “how the hell are their instruments gonna survive the coldness of Washington at this moment? The weather would probably warp their instruments’ bodies…
I had tears in my eyes a bunch of times during Obama’s inaugural speech. I remember hearing one of his speeches back in April on a political podcast I download once in a while..and it brought me to tears, how eloquent, and beautiful his speech was to his supporters. I think it was then that I believed he had the power to help change this country for the better.
Yet he comes in during one of the worst times to be a president in all of American history. He, and we, all have a daunting task of getting ourselves out of this mess. But I hope we do. Especially when I start having little kiddies of my own.
And I hope.
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Later that day:a synopsis
Went to Target. Bought my lunches and breakfasts for the next two weeks.
Picked up Marie from the airport. While listening to the audio book of Speaker of the Dead, by Orson Scott Card. Steve was there to meet us when we arrived at Astoria.
Jon sent me 24 Lives today, besides a few things here and there, I really liked how he mixed it. It’s a fun song, that 24 Lives.
Worked out on treadmill for 45 minutes. My right side of foot didn’t hurt this time, but my left knee is starting to feel a little weird pain, which is not normal. I didn’t run the treadmill as hard as yesterday, but still it was a workout.
When I came home, Steve was already helping Marie with her plethora of lab work, and I offered to help, after I took shower. But I could only help a little before sleep started to kick my ass. Oh well.
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