I would like to insert here a special shout out to Jason Sanghi and JJ Darling, my coworkers who worked tirelessly to find my blog even when I told them it was impossible. Apparently it IS possible, but only to those who are exceptionally and generally savvy.
Last night I had a dream that the band Rush came to play a set for my daughter Rebekah's birthday party. (She is spoiled even in my dreams apparently.) Rush agreed to do the mini-concert for free, so I decided that it would be nice if I bought Neil, Geddy, and Alex each a pair of shoes. The dream mostly consisted of me looking for the ideal shoes for them in the mall. I would find said pair, turn my eyes away briefly, and upon looking back would find the shoes gone. I never did find that elusive pair. Here are some ideas of shoes I think the Rush members would like.
Jerry was Santa for our community club. Here I am on his lap.
