poppy
On Sunday Beverly, her mother and I headed to the Antelope Valley Poppy Reserve. I had never heard of it before, but after telling people where I’d gone they all had heard of it before and heard it was great. Well, it was great, although not as great as some other parks I’ve been to […]
blue boy
For 27 years I played a game with myself. That game was: How long can I get away with not having my own suit? I wished I had one a few times before (Andrea’s wedding, mixer at the British CG’s estate, etc.), but on Saturday I had an admissions interview for the MBA program at […]
Mana
Friday night I met up with Kent and Melody at Manna. It was the second time I’d met Kent there in probably six months. This time though they had the Korean equivalent of Heineken girls walking around in little outfits next to a big green bottle mascot. Kent played their little game and won a […]
pearls of wisdom
My father posted a comment to my last blog entry – and it sounded so compacted full of goodness that I wanted to post it on “top.” “Pearls are made thru constant stress on the oyster.” He was being a great dad and trying to cheer me up during this great time of stress – […]
one more night
All I’ve talked about on here for the past month is the demise of my relationship. However, much more has been going on that has thrown me lately. One third into 2008 and it is not turning out how I’d hoped. This was supposed to be a great year. My relationship with Beverly was going […]
I only wish this was an April Fool’s joke…
I’ve been told that my entries as of late are of little use to someone that actually wants to know what is going on in my life. I guess at this point I can be honest about the facts of the situation. On February 22nd I left work early and made the four hour drive […]
dreams are funny things
What before appeared as waking from a nightmare was simply a dream itself. I’ll elaborate later. Much has happened in the past two weeks – but not as I had hoped it to be. Right on time too. Having more than platonic love in my life on my birthday is becoming as rare as elephants […]
nothing new
Nevermind about that “something new.” My dance partner decided to go incognito this weekend due to (what sounds like horrible) illness. Stay tuned sports fans.
once again
More evidence that maybe I should switch jobs and become a “futurist.” I predicted this before; specifically the “end-to-end” part. remember