I read a study that came to the conclusion that the creative environment in a business tilts when there are more than 10 employees. That a business with more than 10 employees needs processes and policies – the type of bureaucratic layering that zaps the creativity of most human beings. Last night, we walked down to Boulevard to get a bite to eat at the bar. I told T that Boulevard consistently is good and…
I became a member of MySpace because that is where my nieces and nephews were and then everything migrated to Facebook and I went there. But I became increasingly annoyed at having to constantly log on to Facebook to answer emails that people sent me to my Facebook account that would come to my email account. I kept thinking WASTE OF FUCKING TIME. And then I just decided to quit railing against it because people…
My mother in law sent me a poem from a family friend – Luis Muñoz – the friend whose flat we were able to crash at in Madrid on our way to Lisbon – unfortunately I didn’t get to meet the esteemed poet, but I did get to rummage through his vast library as he was down South visiting family. EL PRECIO DE LOS DIAS Descubre, al mismo tiempo, los espejos nublados de la tarde…
I stood in line behind a tall, nice looking young boy who was awfully chatty. We were both flying to San Francisco and he said he had his suit in his bag and would not check it because it was so important that he have it tomorrow for his interview. He’s in his second round of interviews at Presidio Dental College. He was such a sweet, cute boy and chatty enough to put all of…
Last night, we went to the new bar on the Embarcadero, the Waterbar, to drink a toast to T’s birthday and then we walked over to the Slanted Door. We were with a friend who was in the country coincidentally at the same time we were in San Francisco, so it was a nice treat for T’s birthday. He made the comment at one point in describing himself as saying “it’s all love and guilt”…
Today I woke up from a drug induced sleep – I took a quarter of an Ativan last night so that I could actually sleep – it worked. The sun is out and we are staying at a hotel on the Embarcadero and so we walked over to the Ferry Building and had a delicious cup of coffee and an almond croissant from Acme. It’s T’s birthday! I’m off to work but tonight we’ll head…
Got to the airport at the buttcrack of dawn as my Russian friend likes to say and there was a plane change and suddenly they had 47 seats less on the new flight and we were stranded with about 47 older women with red hats. We were put on a later plane but by this time I had been up since 3:30 am and so I felt like I had completed a full day and…
During the day I try to compartmentalize death, adoption, work, me, T – and then I get in bed at night and toss and turn and close my eyes to see monsters appearing out of the walls with lots of talking going on – rolling around with my mother the weighty-est subject on my mind, I slice through work and then proceed to adoption and I trespass over relationships that include T and everyone else…
After finally getting to San Francisco, we were turning into the Marina and I spotted Kev – Jesus, Kev – of all people – we pulled over and jumped out of the car and greeted each other. He’s divorcing his wife after 25 years! We then made our way to the hotel right on the Embarcadero and T’s friend calls her and blows the surprise for her birthday but who cares – the surprise which…
We walked around the square in Healdsburg this morning and then headed to Golden Haven Spa in Calistoga for a mudbath. Slinking into hot mud has its own rewards – you think, should I be doing this? and then you are doing doing it and it feels so weird but good and Jimmy is telling you the mud is great about extracting the toxins from your body but T and I have our old underwear…