{"id":477,"date":"2004-04-02T05:26:22","date_gmt":"2004-04-02T12:26:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/?p=477"},"modified":"2012-05-08T09:04:31","modified_gmt":"2012-05-08T16:04:31","slug":"april-is-here","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2004\/04\/april-is-here\/","title":{"rendered":"April is here"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>April has arrived.<\/p>\n<p>Yesterday was april fool&#8217;s day. I wish I knew something about how April Fool&#8217;s day became foolish. But I don&#8217;t.<\/p>\n<p>I am pushing onto my 12th day straight of working. All 12 days were GRUELING. ALL of them.<\/p>\n<p>The first 5 days of the 12 were spend at home in Los Angeles. But man oh man. Hard hard days of work. On wednesday (or was it thursday?) I had so many fires to put out that I spent 12 hours rushing from one thing to the next. On the way home, my skull felt like I had a drill going through it directly above my right eye.<\/p>\n<p>I was thinking of the movie &#8220;pi&#8221; as I drove home&#8230;It is not unusual for that side of my head to ache. I call it my brain tumor. But the reality is, I cracked open my skull in a car accident when I was a kid. That part of my head is the seam it healed on. And it aches sometimes.<\/p>\n<p>But this was substantially worse than ever before. I wondered why it was so bad? Maybe I was hungry&#8230;When did I last eat, anyway?<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d grabbed leftover catering in different rooms&#8230;A bagel here, a danish there. But I hadn&#8217;t stopped to eat any real food all day!<\/p>\n<p>No wonder.<\/p>\n<p>But then on Saturday, at 4:30 a.m. my alarm went off so that I could drive myself to LAX. Had to get to New York City.<\/p>\n<p>Had a whole mess of work and a whole mine field of political pitfalls to avoid. People to please and appease.<\/p>\n<p>Managed that, only set a few mines off. Well, I guess I&#8217;m entitled to one or two mistakes. As long as their are far enough between.<\/p>\n<p>Then I went to the next stop, Washington D.C. This is the original war zone. Mine field, nothing. Dodge the live fire. &#8220;Friendly&#8221; fire.<\/p>\n<p>But as my brother says, I&#8217;m nuetral like Switzerland. Smile and commit to nothing, that&#8217;s all I say.<\/p>\n<p>But in addition to dodging political entaglements, I had to actually get some work done. Yes. I stayed here till nine p.m. last night. Still wasnt&#8217; done.<\/p>\n<p>I was staying 4 blocks away, and was looking forward to the walk. But no.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;ll call a car, &#8221; the receptionist said. &#8220;It&#8217;s standard procedure. If you are from out of town, you don&#8217;t know what streets to cross to the other side.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Imagine. Danger and harm does not cross the street. Amazing. Safe on the proper side, but you don&#8217;t know which side.<\/p>\n<p>Danger lurks everywhere, but it won&#8217;t get you unless you walk within easy reach.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe those who wish you harm are lazy.<\/p>\n<p>So&#8230;last night I ate frog legs for dinner, which was marvelous. And I fell asleep at 11. Woke up this morning at 4:30<\/p>\n<p>Worried about the last day in dangerous territory. Because this is that last last day. Today, I return to the my home, my cat, and the one person who makes sure I sleep very very well.<\/p>\n<p>I have only a few more hours.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>April has arrived. Yesterday was april fool&#8217;s day. I wish I knew something about how April Fool&#8217;s day became foolish. But I don&#8217;t. I am pushing onto my 12th day straight of working. All 12 days were GRUELING. 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