seems it never rains in southern california

I feel like talking about guitar and You Tube and music and the Muse. So let me just mention aviation. The weather has been excellent for an entire week since Horn Point. Sunny, not hot. I just left the Cher OH Kee out, ready. I did two missions with it. Clark and his girlfriend flew the Pa 12 back to Bay Bridge. I flew the Cher OH Kee to Bay Bridge and picked them up. Brought them back here to their car. Then wife and I got in her sports car (the Corolla was in Carolina). We went to Annapolis on a date. Saw Billy Kemp at "The Ram's Head". I got a great autograph for the man-cave. We hardly ever get to go to the "big city" anymore. I'm not complaining. Then on Thursday wife and I flew to Georgetown, DE. Dinner at the airport restaurant, which was excellent. Plane did great, weather great. And two dates with wife in three days. Oh and yesterday we went to a wedding. Was that a date? Next flying event will be taking the m10 to CGE for fuel, perhaps a meal there too. Then the m10 to Bay Bridge for Wings and Wheels on Saturday 30th. Now the music thoughts. Sometime about a year ago while puttering in the hangar I heard an oldie on the radio. It was "morning girl". I suddenly was back in the late sixties early seventies. I suddenly had a favorite song. I hadn't had a favorite song in a long time. And this wasn't the "kind" of song I usually like. So I got on the web and learned a lot about a group called "Neon Philharmonic". And a dude named Tupper Saussy. I got on the web again and ordered 2 vinyl records. I asked my brother to arrange the song for guitar. He wasn't familiar with the song. I sent him the 45 rpm record. He sent me the lyrics with cords and other notes and suggestions. And I fiddled with it a bit, but I couldn't do it. But for a couple months I would listen to the origional version on YouTube. Every night. Over and over. My wife and I never talked about it much. One day I said "Honey, what song do I listen to every night?" She said "Morning Girl". "And who wrote Morning Girl?" I asked. She said, "Tupper Saussy." "And do you like the song"? I ask. "It's OK" she says. Eventually I got a chance to put the song up on YouTube with me singing and my brother playing guitar. It's pretty rough. But I think I got it out of my system. My son is home from college. But only for one week. Then he's off to L.A. for an internship in the business of Hollywood. Tonight before writing to you I was back on the web researching another song. It describes my son's situation. "Got on board a westbound seven forty seven. Didn't think before deciding what to do. All that talk, opportunity. TV breaks and movies. Rang true. Sure rang true. It never rains in California. Girl, don't they warn ya. It pours, man it pours." I've got a new favorite song.