FATHERLESS FATHER'S DAY

For the first time in 69 years, we celebrated Father's Day without the usual call and best wishes to father Ed.

This picture is of Ed overseeing the packing of their home on Kentfield Way as they prepared to move to Greencroft. 

Cousin Mark also noted that he too missed the annual call to Ed. Now I am the 'senior' father in our family, and we had a very nice family get together in Boulder for the day - Elias was the only one missing. Interestingly, the day after Father's Day, I had a dream that dad passed away again, but this time not in the hospital. Dreams are an amazing phenomenon, but that's a subject for another day.

THE BIG PROBLEM

Here is one of the largest problems on Earth summed up in a one pane comic strip:

PARKING AT NOBU-MALIBU

In appreciation for his helpfulness, I took a good friend and colleague to lunch at Nobu as a thank you.  We had very tasty food, but that is not the point of this post.  It's about the cars.  Since we drove to Malibu for graduation and the first summer school block, we went to Nobu in our Subaru Impreza with bike racks.  At Nobu, where $10 valet parking is mandatory, the lot was flush with high-end cars, including Teslas which now seem to be de rigueur in Malibu.  When we came out, there was a blue Bentley convertible in the handicapped space - I guess one must have a blue Bentley to go along with the blue handicap parking tag.  I did not take the picture below, but you get the idea - that is not a Mustang horse.

 

However, the best part of the whole scene was my friend's response as he looked over the cars and watched our Subaru being pulled up by the valet - he started to sing the Sesame Street song "One of these things is not like the others."  Still chuckle when I think of this.