A funny thing happened as Day 284 drew to a close.

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At 9:15 p.m., as I was finishing writing a blog post, I realized that...

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I FORGOT TO LIVE MY BLOG ACTIVITY OF THE DAY!!!!!

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This had never happened previously.  Sure, sometimes I don't get around to my day's activity -- such as carving a pumpkin or installing a printer -- until late.  But I've never FORGOTTEN!!!

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When it dawned on me what I had done (or not done), I stood in the middle of the kitchen in a frozen panic.  When I could move again, I ran to my old school Franklin Covey planner to look up what I had spaced.  Would I even be able to "live" it, or was I going to have to think of a last minute substitution?

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And how soul-scintillating could an 11th hour substitution possibly be???

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The entry in my planner was " 'Newer' music ala Bri".

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Whew!  I can do this!  I can listen to "newer" music per Bri's suggestion/request/double dog dare!

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I'd rather go to bed (because I am bloody exhausted) but I can do this!!!!

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The joke here is that I'm often teased about being stuck in music that dates no later than 1987.  After high school, I seemingly lost touch with the new stuff.

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There are a few exceptions such as Diana Krall (who sings old stuff) and Ray LaMontagne (who sings new stuff that sounds old).  Oh, and there was Alannis in the early 90s, and LIVE in the late 90s, and Keith Urban in the early millennium, but my point is that IN GENERAL, I most enjoy music from my youth.   And guys loooooooove to tease me about this.

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Bri is no exception.  When we visited

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Barney Miller.  Beatles?? (other Bri)

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