Crazy to think just 24 years ago was Y2K.  I lived down the street from where I live now and fondly recall djing in my backyard with my best people around.  Right at the stroke of midnight, I was playing Newcleus, no wait Herbie Hancock's Rocket (DST Remix), anyway my memory is fuzzy but it's just crazy to think about how much has changed both for myself personally and the city I live in. Anyway, this year I made it til midnight, in my living room curled up on the couch with my Corgi.

Since Covid-19 first entered the lexicon, I decided to listen to my Mother's advice and re-enter college.  We are on semester #9 (including summer semesters) and the feeling of accomplishment is a good one.  For the past three and a half years, I have challenged and pushed myself as hard as I could.  The biggest accomplishment of this effort for me is two-fold:  fulfilling a promise I made to my mother (who passed away in October of 2008) and another revelation, I have a 4.0 GPA.  Wait, what?  Yes...