"growing old together" is NOT a worthwhile aspiration.

I am, although I blame the hospital that screwed up, very relieved to be free of Jacqui's drawn out terminal sufferings, as they would have been.

I plan to carry on being a senile delinquent. If I am really really lucky, tomorrow night I will get to trade mandolin licks with a guitarist who has headlined the Albert Hall twice with two different bands, Madison Gardens, and the Leisure Lounge.

He will win, but shit who cares... to have done it!