As always when I stay a few days in Los Angeles, and as always when I ever have a few days and much I want to do, I must accept that I accomplished maybe half.
With all good intentions, I was going to stay through Saturday, but my daughter sent the best email asking for me to come home without actually asking, except she's actually asking.
I quote:
"When are you coming home? Because when you say a couple of days it can mean a lifetime."
So, with THAT cat in the cradle, I shall have my lunch with Marcus Williams tomorrow and then leave Los Angeles for the fragrant air of Gilroy post-Garlic Festival.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
Ups and Downs
I had an exhausting but exhilirating time at Comic-Con 2010. It always reminds me of the good friends I have all around, and how I really should be better worth their friendship.
I arrived late last night in Los Angeles, staying at Casa D'Angelo, the home of two of those incredibly good friends. Still wired from downing massive amounts of caffeine for the road, I poked around a bit online, did an update, then turned my phone off because for some reason now it only occasionally charges when still on.
Thanks to the Walking Dead being all around Comic-Con, I had a stupid zombie attack dream. At least my subconscious seems to be keeping the full violence away; I just have these disturbing dreams with a feeling of dread running through them.
Then this morning I turned on my phone to have texts from Carr offering coffee and breakfast in the house (I'm in a great studio above his garage). Then a voice mail from one of the assistant principals at school with news about one of our co-workers having taken seriously ill.
It doesn't look good. She's a great person, a great soul, and someone with whom I have spent a lot of time joking, kvetching and staying sane throughout the madness of being in education. I really appreciate that my AP called all of us before sending out the email about her illness.
I spent some time crying for her this morning; I hope that we'll be able to spend some time laughing soon.
I arrived late last night in Los Angeles, staying at Casa D'Angelo, the home of two of those incredibly good friends. Still wired from downing massive amounts of caffeine for the road, I poked around a bit online, did an update, then turned my phone off because for some reason now it only occasionally charges when still on.
Thanks to the Walking Dead being all around Comic-Con, I had a stupid zombie attack dream. At least my subconscious seems to be keeping the full violence away; I just have these disturbing dreams with a feeling of dread running through them.
Then this morning I turned on my phone to have texts from Carr offering coffee and breakfast in the house (I'm in a great studio above his garage). Then a voice mail from one of the assistant principals at school with news about one of our co-workers having taken seriously ill.
It doesn't look good. She's a great person, a great soul, and someone with whom I have spent a lot of time joking, kvetching and staying sane throughout the madness of being in education. I really appreciate that my AP called all of us before sending out the email about her illness.
I spent some time crying for her this morning; I hope that we'll be able to spend some time laughing soon.
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