It's been eight months since my last Frunobulax blog post. "What's up with that?", I ask myself. Lot of goings on this past summer and fall. Not all great. But life is amazing and I find time to go clickity-click here this evening, which is a blessing. Listening to MMW w/ John Scofield "Juice", check it out, great stuff. Didn't go to a single jammy event this summer. That sucks. Watched on Facebook as my pal Ben traveled from SPAC to Vegas to see Phish. Jealous. I guess, I could have found a way, but was so into my work I wonder if I could have really done it. Work isn't an excuse; it's a passion. A choice. I really want to make a difference. I have another few decades to knock it out of the park; a marathon, not a sprint. If Chris were alive, he would provide balance (through peer pressure). If Dave were alive, he would provide balance (through wisdom of counsel). Now the baton is in my hand.