today spring finally remembered chicago and landed in the windy city after 3 weeks of delay and failed approaches. in one moment of being greeted by sunshine and a gentle relatively warm breeze upon leaving work, i have declared that all is forgiven and spring is back in my graces. you see, i am not that difficult to please. one day of good weather will translate into at least hours of a pleasant sarah.

even sitting in the hospital room wasn't so bad once you were able to open a window and let some fresh spring air in. and my dad is doing better and doesn't look as pathetic as he has the past week. this has put both my mom and me in better spirits. nevertheless, i can't wait to get him out of there.

today my dad was in a good enough mood to even turn on the t.v. he dove right into catching up on his korean soaps, which i find amusing for a 63 year old pastor. having never watched the shows, i was totally lost and worked on organizing my concert photo shoots from last weekend. it was funny to watch my dad stare blankly at the source of the blue electric glow radiating towards his bed, and i literally watched his eyes glaze over. he all but ignored a telephone call from a friend in guam and kept his eyes still glued upwards at the black box protruding from the ceiling. well, if a korean show about a rich old man and his barmaid mistress makes my dad happy, then so be it.

i was adviced today by a wise young man that i need to get more sleep. i thought about this, and i think he's right because on the way to the hospital, i noticed that it was getting harder and harder to keep my eyes open and on the road or on the car in front of me. at first, i thought it was bob dylan singing desolation row that was lulling me into a state of semiconsciousness, but as i thought about it when i was more alert and clearheaded, i had to admit that maybe, just maybe, it is possible that there could be the chance that i potentially might need a little more sleep than i've been getting. it's been hard adjusting back to central time from pacific time...my body liked that time zone the best for some odd reason. so tonite i will aim for 5 hours of sleep. that's plenty, right?

today's soundtrack:
winners never quit - pedro the lion
highway 61 revisited - bob dylan
out of tune - mojave 3
a whole bunch of misc. songs including:
it never entered my mind – miles davis
shadows – red house painters
final solution – pere ubu
not dark yet – bob dylan
if i laugh – cat stevens
steadier footing—death cab for cutie
everybody knows—denison witmer
between the bars—elliott smith
i want you—elvis costello
last goodbye—jeff buckley
waiting for the miracle—leonard cohen
fly—nick drake
michael—red house painters
sunday morning comin’ down—shawn mullins
while my guitar gently weeps—the beatles
dreams—the cranberries
been down a lot lately—the ocean blue
marigold—the ocean blue
love song—the ocean blue
pretty girls make graves—the smiths