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15 December 2002

First off, multi-freeways and a bazillion cars to the contrary, I am here to tell you that not all So. Californians live in their cars.

Michael and I started our day with a lovely 4 mile walk around Lake Hollywood, a reservoir surrounded with a high chain link fence, with a path that circles it. After you've gone about half way, you realize that you are directly across and not quite under the famous Hollywood sign.

We had the chance for nice in depth conversations and I just loved having that quiet time to talk, to enjoy the birds digging in the dirt, the cacti growing on the hill, the tadpools in standing pools, and the lush green-velvet newly growing grass on the hillsides.

The significant thing about this activity was that Michael gave me the choice of going for a walk around the lake or going to a restaurant for breakfast and I chose the walk!

We did, however, go out for breakfast afterwards, to a little cafe called "Hugo's," where we had eaten before. Nice interesting sorts of choices (in keeping with my recent oatmeal kick, I had "Hugo's Hot Cereal" with strawberies and it was very good.

I was supposed to meet an internet friend, Kerry, to have coffee in the afternoon, but she got delayed so, with a couple of unexpected free hours on our hands, Michael and I wallowed in his videotapes of old Ed Sullivan shows. Michael, in the course of his work, has access to a lot of old videos that are not available to the general public, and so he was able to make 15 hrs of compilations of the best of Broadway on the Ed Sullivan Show, and what marvelous things were on the one tape that we watched--Richard Kiley doing Man of La Mancha, the original cast doing excerpts from You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown, Cleavon Little as Purlie, John Cullum (Holling from "Northern Exposure") and others doing 1776, and a host of real legendary gems. I loved it.

At 5:30 we took off for Hollywood to meet Tom, Laurel and Kerry for dinner. We all ended up late, but we did meet each other and had a delightful, leisurely dinner before heading across the street to see The Big Voice.

Naturally, the show was wonderful. It was nice to see how both men have become comfortable with the script and were able to relax and have fun with it, broadening some of the bits, and, at this performance, try out new pieces in preparation for taking it on the road next month. Kerry had seen the show before, but Tom and Laurel hadn't and it was good to hear them laugh in all the right places, and even watch Laurel wiping away tears in the emotional parts.

I was going to hitch a ride back to Michael's with Steve and Jimmy, but Kerry offered to drive me, and it gave us some time to get acquainted, both in the car and at a coffee stop. (I sat there for half an hour, just a couple of feet in front of a display case full of donuts, the aroma of donuts filling my nostrils, and I didn't even nibble.)

It was 1 a.m. by the time Michael and I finished jabbering, after I arrived home, and I'm now heading off to sleep, with apologies for a less than scintillating entry, but my brain went to sleep about 20 minutes ago!

For those who are interested, I have posted my annual Christmas letter here (tho why anybody reading this journal for any length of time needs to read a year-end re-cap, I don't know!)

Quote of the Day

It was always said of him, that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us! And so, as Tiny Tim observed, "God Bless Us, Every One!

~ Charles Dickens

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Laurel hides behind the Christmas tree
(note the 49er ornament!)




One Year Ago
A Snoopy Christmas
The front room is dominated by a huge tree. Every single ornament on the tree is a Peanuts character or theme or something. The shelves on the bookcase are lined with Peanuts memorabilia (and a few tribbles), and an enormous Snoopy sits on the couch next to the tree.

Two Years Ago
Blue Christmas
If there is a plus side about having dead kids is that you finally have them where they can’t talk back any more. I stood there in the drizzle and chatted, tears running down my face. Not fair. Not fair. Not fair. But then...who said life is fair.

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