My mother wants to put solar panels on the roof.

That is what happens when my mother finds out about global warming. Here's a woman who's afraid of the movie The Day After Tomorrow and I think the global crisis has finally hit her, and soon she'll find out how expensive solar panels actually are. As far as my environmental concerns, I am going to Mississippi (so much fun to spell) over spring break for nature conservation. yes!

Today I talked to my whole family on the phone, but not at the same time. My sister, Linda told me my Uncle John died and my first reaction was who? because I have (or had) two Uncle Johns, one of which is my actual uncle and the other who was just a family friend. I haven't seen him in at least two years. This is how desensitized I am. My only other real reaction was "Oh so it goes." because it does go, as sad as it is, you can't say its not common. I do send my sympathy, but I can not conjure up any tears just yet.

But here's a little tribute to the man who used to drive me around the hills of Yonkers in his undercover cop car and he would put his lights on and I thought it was so cool. I'm going to miss seeing his rug of a toupee and his great aviator glasses. He truly was a badass with a great yonkers/bronx accent.

He once took me to his friend Mike's hot dog truck. I was only about 4 or 5 but seeing the inside of a hot dog truck felt forbidden and exciting. At least not something you see everyday. So here's to Uncle John Scofield, who brought me life experiences that no one else had. I'm frantically trying to pull all my memories of him back, but the hot dog truck and the undercover cop car are the only ones I can find. I'll miss him.