^ K made us delicious green salad with goat cheese and vinaigrette. It was hot in Petaluma that day, though soon after, we motored to the Bodega coast, where it was chilly.
Reading "Henry And June" at 32,000 ft., wanting badly to break down & cry but am flanked by passengers. Do they even have a molecule of awareness of the depths in themselves they've overlooked with petty concerns and quotidian obsessions?
- iPhone journal entry, Thursday 16 July '09
After getting my first intense but unintended tanning session on his deck in the clear and hot afternoon, G and I motored to the Mission neighbourhood to meet K and her man, M, for dinner. It was at Cha Cha Cha, a stylized Caribbean joint with a proclivity for loud music and a jovial young crowd. It was great. Handshakes and hugs aside, we were lead to our table. The food was rich and fattening, as was the conversation.
It was laughingly good time. But as we took care of the tab, it was then time to go. You could say that G handed me over to K and M for the next few days as I was to stay with them across the Golden Gate, an hour north of downtown.
It was while since I hung out with K, who couldn't stop giggling like a school girl. I swear her giggles are infectious - they make me giggle! It was good to see M again and finally get to talk with him at length. The last time I saw him was a year prior, when I first met him, and it was too brief. I'd describe him as a culture geek, full of rich knowledge on things from fencing to wines to where to dine in Rome.
But before we headed to his house, we had to go fetch A, K's sister and of course, my other niece there. A is studying at Davis so we drove towards the east bay to get her. It was great fun to see her again in all her wickedness. LOL! Her sense of humour so sarcastic it could easily be combined with olive oil and spices and poured over greens. That's how biting it is.
We finally plopped our gear on the floor of M's house in Petaluma some time after midnight. His black cat, Pasquale, greeted us, and our next day would be spent up the coast.
It was laughingly good time. But as we took care of the tab, it was then time to go. You could say that G handed me over to K and M for the next few days as I was to stay with them across the Golden Gate, an hour north of downtown.
It was while since I hung out with K, who couldn't stop giggling like a school girl. I swear her giggles are infectious - they make me giggle! It was good to see M again and finally get to talk with him at length. The last time I saw him was a year prior, when I first met him, and it was too brief. I'd describe him as a culture geek, full of rich knowledge on things from fencing to wines to where to dine in Rome.
> Crossing paths - Pasquale, M's sweet black cat, with whom I was so lucky to be acquainted. He had the softest fur. And demeanor.
But before we headed to his house, we had to go fetch A, K's sister and of course, my other niece there. A is studying at Davis so we drove towards the east bay to get her. It was great fun to see her again in all her wickedness. LOL! Her sense of humour so sarcastic it could easily be combined with olive oil and spices and poured over greens. That's how biting it is.
We finally plopped our gear on the floor of M's house in Petaluma some time after midnight. His black cat, Pasquale, greeted us, and our next day would be spent up the coast.
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oh b, i looooove cha cha cha! mmmmm!!!
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