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Saturday, May 14, 2011

April 30, A Special gift on the First Weekend

Well, yesterday, couldn't do my PET scan as hoped so went back to work.  Funny what you miss when life doesn't allow you to do it.  Worked at the new Minimally Invasive Spine Institute and saw all of my friends there.  A wonderful, genuine group of caring people.  Who wouldn't want to work there each and every day?

Had a lunch meeting with several more close friends, Dr. Nicholas Vuong, his partner Shawn Terry, and Mr. Texas A&M himself, Scott Struwe.  At this, our favorite Chinese restaurant, the Kirin Court in Richardson, Texas,  revealed all to my friends including the restaurant owners. Anson and Fannie Chan.  So much for the business meeting.

Again I marveled at the strength and number of my close friends.  Kids activities and a family dinner back at Kirin Court followed in what was otherwise a relatively normal day.

The following day, Saturday April 30, I awoke to an unfamiliar roar in front of my house:  a 2011 Maserati GTC convertible sitting in front of Doug Won's Audi R8.  What the ****?  "Norm it's yours for the weekend.  Have a blast."  More tempting words have never been spoken to my ear.  Enjoy it?  Have a blast?  Oh HELL YES!  Seventy mph to our lunch site with Doug and Miso and our kids.  Wonderful brunch at Mignon with the best friends you can imagine having.  A very satisfying meal, feeding the ducks and fish in the manmade lake by the terrace (including what could only be described as a Durkey - duck crossed with a turkey), then back to the Maserati.  "Let us know how you like the car Norm!"

Oh how I put that car through its paces:  90 mph in 3rd gear, 140 in 4th gear, Porsche's, Mustang's, and even a Ferrari, eating my dust.  What an unbelievable purr of an unbelievable engine in an unbelievable car.  Never had the thought crossed my mind about buying such an expensive toy but today was a different day.  "Dude, that is one HOT car!"  Yes I know that sir!  Hit on by 4 girls and even 2 guys that day with the top down.  Picked up my kids from older son's swimming practice in the Maz.

Dinner that night with Rick Hostin and family at Korean BBQ in Plano, a place I will never go to again: How do you have no meat at 7 pm on a Saturday at a place named Korean BBQ?  No problem, hop in the Maz and zip over to Japanese restaurant for food.  A good dinner with friends talking over all our issues followed.  When you are terminal (as we all are, just to varying time frames), you feel a sense of boldness to state what you are thinking as bluntly as possible.

Home to Willow Bend in Plano and a promise to park the car and head over to Rick's to watch MMA.  A little too early to stay up very late.  Out as soon as I hit the bedroom.

After an unusual and special day like this one, no depression, just dreams of racing around town in a 6 figure supercar!  My son would later in the week have a nightmare:  "Harrison, what was your nightmare?"  "Daddy, we went to see the Maserati but we couldn't get it!"  "And???"  "Daddy that was it."  :o)))

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