You’ve heard it before: “Beware the Ides of March.” I’m not even sure what it means. (Could it have something to do with Julius Caesar “buying the farm” in ancient Rome? Dunno) Someday I’ll likely Google it. Meanwhile, I’ll just fugedabout March 15: In my world the day to beware totally belongs to April 1. But that’s April Fools Day, you say. People play silly jokes and pranks on each other. It’s just a little harmless fun, right? What’s not to like?
Well, I think my dentist’s office calls patients (moi!) prior to every April Fools just to remind people of dental appointments they didn’t make! Why would they do this? Think about it. Because who in their right mind would make an appointment on such a date?? (No business every first of April, that’s why!). Why, why would I have done this? Ouch, now that was stupid. Then it hit me! I remembered that April First is the feast day of Saint Stupid, patron saint of “The First Church of the Last Laugh.”
Wow. It hit me again. I didn’t hear a thing-nada- about this year’s St. Stupid’s parade. Probably because nobody was there! Everyone got calls from their dentist to “remind” them of the “appointment” they couldn’t even remember making. Oh, like it couldn’t happen. Just don’t let this dental “prank” happen to you! You’ve bee warned, folks. (Puleeeze don’t let my wonderful, kind, funny and caring dentist & staff not read this…I have a real appointment scheduled for the end of May. Ouch.) On my way to the reception desk after my appointment, I must have been in an altered state of consciousness. (I did somehow manage to apply my lipstick, a wee bit crooked, however, before I left the restroom. You really do need to “rest” after an unscheduled visit in the dental chair. Yowza! )
In an altered state, you say? What else could explain what I saw alarmingly (if there was an alarm handy, I would have rung that puppy!) displayed in the front window: Oh GNOME, it can’t be!! Say it isn’t so. I thought I was having a bad dream. I mean, the window was full of red-hat gnomes glaring at me in their colorful foliage setting! What did my dentist have to say about this horrific scene? “It’s Spring! Aren’t they cute?” “Noooooooo!!” April also brought the biannual return of the Mills College PowWow in Oakland. The school is more than 150 years old and it is situated on a verdant campus complete with a bubbling running stream. It’s like an oasis from the hectic urban scene that really lifts your spirits. I’ve hugged many old Eucalyptus trees which is time well-spent on this campus. It’s rather spiritual. The heat was on that day, and I wondered how all the dancers in their native regalia were able keep on. Could have been the yummy Indian Tacos everyone appeared to be eating, but very likely, it was due to the joyful energy generated by the drummers and their sacred chants.
Unfortunately, I have no photos of this celebration. A certain husband forgot to bring his camera. He also forgot it when we went to see a British comedian at a local comedy club in San Francisco’s North Beach. Sorry, it’s not an actual beach. But the weather, although rather cool, was almost mild enough for a toe dip. And did we ever get lucky –minus the parking angel – because we snagged a parking spot (NO fees on Sundays –yay!) just around the corner from the venue. The comedian was funny, he commented on my “hippie” style, said that was exactly what he wanted to see in S.F., and we had a lovely dinner beforehand. Jolly good fun, I say. The city of San Francisco, North Beach in particular, just looked so magical with the lights all aglow. Too bad that the old man forgot his camera –again! Coit Tower, a San Francisco landmark, was bathed in a glimmering light that was either purple, in honor of the recently departed Prince (the musical icon), or maybe a deep blue encouragement to the Golden State Warriors basketball team. Perhaps it represented a little of both. Whatevah…it was way groovy, man.
I just mentioned the Golden State Warriors. What an amazing bunch of groovy guys, you guys. They won 73 games this season and broke a looong-held record by an opposing team. That is so groovy, huh? And they somehow accomplished all this without their star player Steph Curry, he who missed several games because of an injury. Now, he has yet another injury (give yo bod a break, man), and was fortunate that his team buddies more than stepped-up to the plate, er, I mean the net, man, the net. My “Rosie Colleen” is quite a fan of this man (she thinks his name is FUR-ry, not Curry). But she idolizes Klay Thompson cause he so loves his doggy. As you can see Rosie likes to go all glam dressing for their games. She hopes Klay notices her #1 fan-dog style, and throws her a bone.
Let me finish the April post with what was like a total surprise for me: I’m so NOT a member of the top one-percent. I’ll never be in the upper echelons of the moneyed class, but you probably know that. But someone, somewhere, far out there (the Twilight Zone?) has made a yuuuge mistake. In my mailbox near the end of April was a catalog for Tiffany…yes, THAT Tiffany! Get real. There is no way, baby, that I can afford their astronomically -priced merch. Although there are a couple of fetching diamond necklaces available for a mere million bucks -each. I’d need to start saving some really big bucks. I just may fancy something from their collection.” April Fools! It’s a joke, Henry. So don’t be frantic. It’s just an April antic.
Peace, love, joy & laughter “Go Warriors!!”