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3:00pm on the dot. It's been a while since I started writing this late in the day. Faint strains of the "Mama's Family" theme song can be heard on the television in the living room, as one housemate discovered a channel that seems to have become something of a fixture lately, and for good reason. Formerly known as "Decades," it was rebranded last year as "Catchy Comedy" after retooling its format to focus on classic sitcoms that aired from the 1950s through the early 1990s. It is a sister channel of Heroes & Icons (H&I), which itself is a sub-channel of WTVX-TV, a South Florida CW affiliate that serves the West Palm Beach area. It is easy to see why "Catchy Comedy" has become a staple of choice on the communal television. For some perspective, they are showing an hour of "Mama's Family" right now. At 4:00pm, they will show an hour-long episode of "The Love Boat," followed by hour-long blocks of "The Odd Couple" (5:00), "Good Times" (6:00), "Sanford & Son" (7:00), "All in the Family" (8:00), "Night Court" (9:00), "The Dick Van Dyke Show" (10:00), and "Cheers" (11:00). At midnight it becomes more of a potpourri, but returns to the 'hour block' formula at 3:00am with "The Ed Sullivan Show." It's hard to pack more classics into a day, and if it keeps that soulless Lifetime dreck off the TV, I am all for it. Yesterday, in a rare surprise, I ended up heading out with the house manager to a local Men's Wearhouse, to take a look at possibly getting some new clothes in preparation for an upcoming birthday party. A close friend who worked with my mother for more than half a decade, and whom I have befriended following her passing, has invited me to a surprise celebration for one of her brothers, who will be turning sixty the following Saturday. Though I feel comfortable with what's in my closet right now, I would never turn down an opportunity to get fresh clothing. Being with her, I felt self-conscious, and tried not to do anything that would draw attention to myself, following her quietly and calmly from one part of the store to the next. Getting a look at some of the prices out of the corner of my eye, I was legitimately stunned to see that the majority of what was available would set a prospective customer back hundreds of dollars. It reminded me of what a cruel mistress inflation truly is, as I can recall some of those same items costing less than one hundred dollars back in the late 2000s and early 2010s. Ultimately, we did not need to worry about spending a penny, as the store did not carry anything in my size. Though I have lost approximately sixty pounds in the last six months--going from a weight of 393lbs in December to a current weight of 333.7lbs as of this Thursday--there is still a lot of work that remains to be done. I like to think I'm not so vain as to take photos of the scale, but alas, I could not resist; my friend Evelyn, who received the last photo I took, thought the progress is "awesome!!!" Multiple exclamation points have become a fast track to happiness for me. We were informed that it would be possible to have clothing custom-tailored, but it would take five weeks; under normal circumstances that wouldn't be a problem, but with only nine days to go before the party, we are under a bit of a time crunch.  Thankfully, there is a DXL Big + Tall in Sunrise that has sizes above and beyond what we are looking for; with any luck we may head there tomorrow to acquire some 'new duds', but most likely it will be early next week, possibly Monday or Tuesday. We headed to a nearby Publix after leaving the store, and it proved all at once a nice trip down memory lane and a stunning reminder of how much the price of food has gone up lately. There are precious few items that can still be acquired for less than a dollar, and it would not surprise me if the cheapest item in the store costs well in excess of a Washington by 2030. It may happen before the end of this decade, if everything keeps going in the current direction. What really blew my mind with regards to being out with the 'head honcho' is how much I have come to understand things from her own point of view. It is so easy for us to think of our relationships with others from the standpoint of what is going on with us, but much more difficult to exchange our eyes for their own. I am reminded of my friend Tamar, and the words of wisdom she shared with me back in May. You may know her better as Prunella; she originated the role and voiced her throughout the entire run of the "Arthur" series, portraying her in various episodes for more than twenty years. Though Prunella was not prominently featured, she did get her fair share of appearances, and never came close to overstaying her welcome. Having not heard from Tamar in a while, I can only imagine how she must be doing now. In her most recent correspondence, she told me that she was on her way to a busy shoot for a few days. I can only hope it has been going well for her; she is most likely doing post-production work now, tightening up the timing and getting everything to her liking. I have a tendency to become attached to people; one loving word can lure me into a friendship net. I've been ensnared more than once, many times through my own doing, but have always found a way to escape. "She's busy," I tell myself. "If it is meant to be, she will get back to you. If not, let the butterfly be free." The last thing I ever wanted to do is make people feel like they are in a cage. I am reminded of wise words that Tamayo Kawamoto shared with me. I forget exactly what she said, but have not forgotten how she made me feel. She was loving and patient with me, and never had anything unkind to say. And whether she ever comes to realize it, she played a big role in my own personal development. An obsession with her that lasted for years has settled down into a healthy appreciation for her life and her legacy. I can enjoy her music in a much more positive 'head space' and savor the artistry. Revisiting "Notification" from the unreleased Side Effect, or the music she did for games such as "Vertexer" and the Ray series (Force/Storm/Crisis), it is like my soul is being lifted to another planet. "This is how music is supposed to sound," I say to myself. Unfortunately, letting go of obsession in and of itself remains a challenge to this very day. It is like a crown. Once it has been taken off of someone's head, I inevitably find another person on whom to place the crown. Of course, I have the power to take that crown off their head at any time I so choose, the power to throw the crown onto the ground and smash it to pieces. And yet, the crown never existed. It is a figment of the imagination. I am reminded of two Bible verses: 2 Corinthians 10:5 ("Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ;") and Romans 1:21-22 ("Because that, when they knew God, they glorified him not as God, neither were thankful; but became vain in their imaginations, and their foolish heart was darkened. Professing themselves to be wise, they became fools.") Even the wisest man becomes a fool when in the presence of the divine Creator. The nicest thing we can do for others is to share our love, and there is no better way of doing so than letting them be free. Friendship is like a flower; it requires the sunlight of patience to grow.