I went to a junk shop in Lomita yesterday to find some new displays for my shop. I bought a magazine rack that looked like it had been sitting outside for a few years. I got it down to my shop and noticed it had to be touched up and then I noticed the low shelf needed fixed. Then I found a small piece of wood in it and I had déjà vu... Back when I worked at peanut records in Lomita, the owner, my friend Steve ramsdell (mr. Peanut) years ago was closing shop and asked me if I wanted anything and I told him I wanted the rack to display my stuff at home. He said I could pick it up, but I did not have means to get it then and he told me he was giving it to the junk shop down the block if I still wanted it. I was sitting at my shop and flashing back on that rack, and I remember Steve broke that shelf and told Roy to fix it. Roy (he was the manger) brought that piece of wood to do the job, but they got into a stand still on who had to fix it and there it is now in my shop. I guess it's up to me now. Steve passed away many years ago. This was a sign from him. This type of thing happens to me all the time if I am not paying attention to it. If I had known this was the same rack I may have hesitated on getting it, but this was Steve letting me know he is looking out for me still. I am on a good path now and when I am doing the right thing and taking care of myself and helping others now and then, these things happen. Karma comes around and you find home again (metaphorically, you find the good in you again) and every now and then the next world confirms your path. Well, at least that's what I think. Which is nice...
