"From the darkness, sleeping light." Formerly luminus dormiens. Lux pacis, light of peace.

Quote: "Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us." --Bill Watterson, cartoonist, Calvin and Hobbes

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When to the sessions of sweet silent thought,
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:


I realize that many other blogs are also discussing the fourth of July, but bear with me. We planned to go to Jack London Square, but then Uncle J said that he was planning to go to somewhere near Lake Tahoe or Lake Chabot (shuh-BOH) to play with fireworks. After we had an Independence Day Dinner, we decided not to play with firework but to watch them from afar, that is Cal-State Hayward. We had a view of the Bay Area and could see the tiny fireworks amidst the lights of the city and the stars (it was a cloudless night). In other words, it almost sucks. I enjoyed it, but it wasn't as good as the idea of going to Jack London Square and being able to see the fireworks right up close, the sparks filling up the sky, and the sounds exploding in your face. And the music that accompanies it provides an enjoyment that distance viewing lacks dismally.

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