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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It’s Burning…Man

Our good friend, occasional Frisbee golf coach, and wedding DJ (did that purely as our wedding gift…the heart this man has!), Zak and his girlfriend Tawny spent a few days at the famous Burning Man. I wanted to go with them but since we were saving up the $$ for Thailand, it’ll have to be next year…or the year after that. Because, surely, if I could afford to go to BMan, I could afford to buy USC Season Football ticket. Then again, that’s a hunk of money out from the “get out of debt and into a house” plan. Yeah,...
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Crashed

So much for the publicity they built for the project, especially the hypes about helicopter stunt pilots to intercept the returned craft for a super gentle landing. The solar dust samples are ultra delicate. It must suck to be a NASA scientist yesterday when $264 million was spent on collecting 0.4 milligrams of cosmic and solar dust, and the damn parachute didn’t open....
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