Lighthouse Goes Dark

This isn't me, but I did get fairly snoggled last night at the closing of The Lighthouse, Monterey's only gay bar. Were it not for the company of my new good friend Heather it would not have been nearly as entertaining as it was. I learned a good deal about a one-hand-on-the-wall-one-on-your-hip posture for indicating that you either mean business or you're getting down to business- a very valuable technique which I hope to utilize myself in the near future. And that for some people at some dive bar in Oakland (The Caringhouse?) reading is not the last thing you would want to do once you're fairly slanted, as it is for me and most people I would guess, since the bar is lined with literature like a library. That's a place that may be better just knowing exists without actually wanting to see it for yourself.

Unfortunately, I hoped to see Shannon who is the only person I've ever mistakenly called by my own name, but appearantly she had not heard that her appearance there would have won my continued adoration. I don't think I'll ever see her again. So it goes. I don't think I'll ever see a lot of people again, but I'm not going to feel sorry for them.

Todays Headline: Life continues....

Nothing's really going on here, but I thought I'd just do a dear diary for posterity. My mom moved to Buenos Aries- thats in Argentina which is a hell of a long ways away, and if she likes it i think she wants to stay there indefinitely. I don't know if I've told most people about that already but if I didn't I guess that requires some explanation- she's teaching esl there for business people traveling through english speaking countries. So that's pretty exciting for her- a friend of my sisters lives there and has been taking her around. I'm moving to santa cruz in a couple of weeks and i've scoped out the place I'm living in which is not that bad actually. When I went there there were people in a huge kitchen making an epic amount of nachos and not understanding how to use a bar-b-q, or so it apeared. My aunty-cousin died last Thursday. She had just moved back from san diego a couple of days before, and then she went downhill really fast. I stayed with her one night, I don't know how people can give me this kind of responsibility, and I was afraid she was going to die while I was there. So it's been pretty emotional around here with all her kids around and all. I've been trying to steer clear of too much of it. I got another scooter like the one I had in LA. The lady I bought it from was selling it for her son who was on vacation and she was a TRIP. She thought south carolina and washington state were next to each other. I had to clue her in. She did beat me at bartering though. It just proves the cliche that you can't judge a person for having never seen a map before, I guess.

My Big Lemon

this is the biggest lemon i've ever seen, let alone helped to grow. by help to grow i mean agreed to water d's lemon tree when he was away. it's bigger than it looks.