Night Bird

I’m a night owl. I do my best works at night. But I’m also an early bird, going in to work at 7:30 a.m. (given, it’s less than a mile from home). I don’t mind waking up early if I have to. If I have my choice, I’d rather sleep in.I seem to make up for it on the weekend when I sleep, and sleep, and sleep… I just realized I got that from my dad. My dad’s office is connected to the house. We live in a townhouse, attached home type building. You open the door and voila, it’s...
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Nostalgia

I no longer walk down Memory Lane. I’m running head long through it with a mission. After having written about the missed opportunities back in college, I decided to see if I could look up those 2 lost boys in question and see what they have been up to, and all the while trying to locate some other long lost Trojan friends. Thank goodness for USC Trojan Alumni Community! I could search through their database for people I went to school with. Some of them actually came by and updated their information. Sure glad I’m not the only one doing...
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Blog of Love

Elan, my stealth geek big sister, finally enters the world full of big, scary bloggers! Elan worked with Chris at Earthlink back in the days. We met when Frenchy and I were on the sidewalk of Hollywood for Star Wars Episode I, she brought us dinner and offered up a break for hot shower and a nap at her (or her friend’s?) apartment close by. Eventually, I recruited her over to HSX, and the rest is history....
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Serendipity

I just finished the book, The Dante Club. In it, they mentioned that Dante has met this one girl and convinced that she was his soul mate. They never really spoke, and he ended up marrying another, but it appeared he continued to be “in love” with her, was inspired by that love for the rest of his life. On that same note, in this historical fiction, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow met a woman he believed could replace his dead wife, Fanny, but again, the passion was never realized between them as she married another. And she had been on his...
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Open House

This truly has been a great day. Brandon and I pretty much opened up the house to my friends and former colleagues so we can catch up. As fate would have it, it turned out to be an all-girl affair, except for someone’s son and Brandon. We ate. We drank. We talked. We dug up the past. We discussed the future. We gleefully talked about everything from books, recipes, to the good-looking salt-and-pepper haired paramedic walking by (someone in the complex called an ambulance for something). We played American Idol, one of the 3 gag gift games from Zak, Irena,...
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