Homage to my good friend...

Well, we are all a little on edge today and probably will be for awhile now. The news is limited, which makes it that much more scary. I am extremely worried for my friend and his family.
I feel uncomfortable leaving town. I feel like what I should be doing instead is driving over to his house and just sitting close to him for a long time. That of course would be way more of a comfort to me than to him but I just feel like I need to be close. We will be thinking of him the entire time that we will be gone...like more than just thinking about him...praying, hoping, wishing, willing, crying...unfortunately, that's all we can do, well, that and sitting really close, with my arm around him, for as long as he will let me...
It doesn't seem right that I write about our trip. I don't want to really talk about anything good right now other than how much I want him to get better, how much I love all of the Smith's and UGHHHH!! This is sooooo unfair!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, we are leaving after school today. We are driving straight down to San Francisco and having dinner. We did get into the Olive Oil tour and everything else just fell right into place.

The Jerkus Dingus is not limping anymore which is good.

I have no music to recommend, no food to tell you about, no dreams...WAIT, that is not true...I dreamt of a guy named Marc who worked for a company named Pravin...huh? And for some reason his email address was funnyguy@pravin.com...why do I know this?
Okay, weird, I know...
Wish us fun on our trip!

Peace out yo!