i'm a little bit country, i'm a little bit rock
contrarian rock! fidgeting my shaky hands i posted on xanga today for no reason except that it felt appropriate?

now i'm here on another site i'm neglecting.

i think what triggered it has been the weirdest reason for a descension into panic button mode. what triggered it was my friend telling me dennis richmond retired of all things. and that happened in may. it wasn't as if he told me and i dropped to my knees, looked at the sky, shook my fist upwards in feverish histrionics. it was kind of like "what in the world, really?"

after further research, apparently dennis richmond's final broadcast was a ratings success and now he has moved on to grass valley with memories of talking to rosa parks, nelson mandela, covering the '89 quake, polly klaas and many more major bay area news stories forever etched in my mind and my childhood. dennis richmond retiring hit me more than my 28th birthday that "what we are" and "what we wanted to be" can dominate our opinions and feelings about "who we were". when i found out dennis richmond retired, it was like opening up an old scrapbook of memories i have held onto while moving forward.



when my dad visited me last year he said that it was surreal being where he grew up after so many years. to him, it was like "Back to the Future 2" where everything is where its supposed to be but different. some buildings were torn down, some places were built. it was like he went to the future. without having to travel. i looked at my dad and thought man what a mindfuck.