The monster, the borg, the gigs

cyberdyne's skynet is here! but there are advantages. the all-seeing eye, big bro, the deus ex machina of machine city, the borg, well, it can save us individual minds worry & time. for example, i have an old car, my little ruby. i'm trying to get her to 200k before sending her out on the old-car ice floe. took her in here in the Big City for a battery replacement & suddenly, she has other issues. a quick chatgpt calmly brought solace. reading chat gpt, i hear warmly reassuring, avuncular tones, as if burl ives were narrating. the problem she has is common, & when Dad returns from walking, we will fix it. suggested were simple steps to allow the engine to re-establish its codes.... our gig thursday went well; doug says we stole the show. the joint was beautifully presented with glittery lights. my brilliant sister had cornhole & cake walk going between bands, with americana playlist, too. my heart burst when friends from childhood & my bakersfield years were there, happy lovely friends! the last act was helmed by my former student zane, who now is a boyishly adorable western swing frontman, commendable for carrying forth the traditions of those who came before us, to paraphrase phil alvin. i danced with mom & dad, james, & my delightful sister, who wore spurs (she used to dress like spiderman as a child & never has shied away from costume). she & i went yesterday to see guillermo del toro's frankenstein, which i thought i would have to politely tolerate for her sake because, well, no boris karloff. boy, sure was wrong. what a piece of cinema! what a stirring, memorable, moving piece of gothic humanity it turned out to be! go see it on the big screen before it goes directly to netflix... well, Dad is back & it's time for coffee. may you be well.