Mom's Baby Brother's 95Th Birthday Party

Oh, yeah. Just remembered. Daughter coming by at 6am to have me drive her to The City. She's accompanying my mother to California for mom's baby brother's 95th birthday party.

Mom gets around the house okay, with the walker, but they've got a wheelchair for the airport long-hallway travel. I'm kind-of concerned. A nonagenerian in a wheelchair seems like hassle bait for the TSA pervs.

So, good night, Gracies. Thanks for being such interesting comment-content providers. And for the Downchild Blues and Alon Goldstein-Jesu links!