.. .. .. ... .. ... .. ... .... ... ... . ... ... .. ... .. . ... .. .. .. .. .. .. .. ... .... ... ... . ... ... .. ... .. . ... .. .. .. .. .. .. Not much going on, and too much, at the same time. Can't find a spot to write from. A grim day. Resolved the inevitable with my brother. I feel there's something going on there that anyone else in this situation would see and know how to respond to it, but I remain in a cloud. Drove my Jeep to work and lunch today. Still a great car, makes me smile. Singing continues, a trombone looking for trumpet keys. Paterno still bothers me. Did the guy know? Or was he an old 74 year old man who heard "messing around in a sexual nature" and thought they were telling really bad jokes about gays in the shower? Played some piano. Discovered I completely forgot about a song I knew how to play, walked through it twice. Over and out. tgd