3/18/2003 10:05:00 PM|W|P|Jackson|W|P|We've been corresponding with a soldier at work. He was thinking of buying a Rainsong graphite guitar to withstand the sandstorms in ... uh, let's say 'an undisclosed location'. Anyhow, he sent this picture of a sunrise over his camp.

|W|P|90965228|W|P||W|P|jacksoncooper@gmail.com3/18/2003 09:43:00 AM|W|P|Jackson|W|P|It looks like war is upon us. Here's hoping that it's over quick, and that everyone comes home safe. Where is Raed ?|W|P|90924188|W|P||W|P|jacksoncooper@gmail.com3/09/2003 10:54:00 PM|W|P|Jackson|W|P|Absolutely fantastic weather this weekend. Saturday I went for a nice long walk down by the river with Mike, Michelle and Charlie. We strolled over to the extreme park to acquaint ourselves with the youth of today. And from that limited cultural study, I can state unequivocally that the kids are alright. Next we went down the riverwalk and checked out the trash that washed up when the river was high. It was a beautiful day all sorts of people were out walking and riding amongst the trash. After the walk I went down to Barretones to see Tim Krekel, Duane Jarvis and Bill Lloyd play a bunch of catchy and intelligent and beautiful songs. These guys have all made a little headway into the business, some more than others, but they will never sell millions of records. And that's just fine. They'll continue to write good songs and just knowing that they're out there makes me feel good. Sunday morning was work. I did what I need to do and got out of there. Right as I got home, Ben called. He was just getting ready to go out with his wife Kelly to do some more Geocaching. So, not being one to pass up that kind of offer, I ran back out to meet up. We hit a spot right by the start of the Seneca park golf course first. Aside from Kelly loosing a pair of sunglasses, it all went well. Then we hit the Tyler park cache, which was rather difficult to find because it was in the stone wall hidden behind ivy. Next we went to a nature preserve over by Bellarmine and Our Lady of Peace mental hospital. And I'll be damned if we didn't see a couple girls with two Llamas and a dog. They walked their pet Llamas across the street to eat some grass in the park. Weirdness. We left that scene and hiked up into the park to find the cache. In fact, there were two caches in this park. One was a normal cache and the other was an ugly tie cache. The idea of this thing was to bring your ugliest tie to leave in the cache, taking one with you when you leave. We fought thorns, thickets and a rusty fence, but we found everything. We failed to find the cache at Lynn's Paradise cafe, but I think maybe it had been moved, or just taken. All in all it was a successful outing. Here is the updated page of pics. Oh, and it looks like I'm going on a trip to Montreal in a couple weeks. It feels like I get hit with something new every time I turn around. Update: Ben has pictures also.|W|P|90435052|W|P||W|P|jacksoncooper@gmail.com3/04/2003 10:09:00 PM|W|P|Jackson|W|P|Yeah, so it's been a while. Here's a quick overview of the few interesting tid bits from the past couple of weeks: 1. Went down to the 3rd St. Cafe in Old Louisville because someone who works there offered free drinks. She wasn't there when I arrived, but they had a gentleman named Prince something performing in the dining room. He was absolutely fantastic. It was just him with a synthesizer up there on the stage and he was amazing. He did everything from BB King to Billy Ocean and did it with a style and enthusiasm rare in most solo performances in little restaurants in Old Louisville. I went back a few days later and got my free drinks (thanks a million Chris), but it just wasn't the same without the Prince. 2. I managed to get some money back from Ford for repairs done on my car. Apparently enough people bitched, and they decided to head it off at the pass. They sent me a letter telling me that they had extended my warranty by 2 years or 24,000 miles. But only on this one little part. To my pleasant surprise, I had already paid about $200 to have that very part fixed, so I get a little money back. Sweet revenge. 3. Ben and I went Geocaching this weekend. I was previously unfamiliar with the concept, but to put it simply, it's like a treasure hunt using a GPS receiver. We hit several spots around town and it was a very good time. The outing took me to old stomping grounds, like Farnsley and Pee Wee parks and to new places I'd driven by but never noticed, like Brown park in St Matthews where we encountered a herd of unruly ducks. I have pictures here. 4. The local public radio stations are having their twice-yearly pledge drive. The Bluegrass Anonymous folks volunteered to go work the phones during Berk Bryant's Sunday Bluegrass show. We headed down for a three hour shift, and were treated like kings. We had free drinks, free (amazingly delicious) food from Morton's and they even let us have our pick of a bunch of spare CD singles. But things got weird quick. The first call I took was from an older gentleman who mumbled. I could barely hear what he said when he told me his name. He asked with whom he was speaking, and I told him. Then he said something that completely threw me. He says: "Ohh, I know who you are. You may not remember but we had an argument on the Internet a while back." I didn't know how to reply to that. So I kept going, filling-out the form to take his pledge. Each person who pledges gets their name read on the air, and apparently when he mumbled his name, I got it wrong. Because he called back soon thereafter to correct us. When he said his actual name I finally remembered him. But needless to say I was a little reluctant to tell people my name after that. Who knows how many people I've argued with would be calling in?|W|P|90151898|W|P||W|P|jacksoncooper@gmail.com