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March 28, 2004

An Occurence at Ben Franklin Bridge

I return to New Jersey late at night Thursday. Like old times, guided by celestial events. I think, if I can get there in time to hear Echoes, everything will be okay. My cousin likes to say that music provides us with a context connection to our past selves. I agree with him. I am not who I used to be.

Friday meant bike riding. Lots of bike riding. Like, 3 hours of it in South Jersey. It was awesome, 75F sunny weather that got endorphine production skyrocketing and gave my vitamin D subsystem a most welcome recharge.

Friday night was a date with Kait, to see a band with a plan called Rockwell Church, some toe-tapping, rip-roaring patter-filled band with more stories than my old man. Unfortunately, I got shut out of the second set of the two-set concert and had to wave my goodbyes to Kaitlin and her Sister as they went inside to revel in some extra hours of acoustic folk/pop bliss.

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Rockwell Church, blasting it out on acoustic giiiiitars

So Saturday meant meant riding with my dad through the edges of Warton State Forest, as well as the voyage home. It was off to Keisuke's for some wine and talking about women and sex, the way only two male cycling buddies can. Naturally, we went riding today to Apulia, and looking at the map I realize that rides to the Finger Lakes and beyond really would not be difficult.

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