Well dear readers, why is it that I can remember almost everything that’s happened in my life – and I mean everything – but in the last four months I have seen two people who I knew that I had no memory of until they finally said enough to me that I began remembering. The first wrote me on Facebook and asked when we could have coffee. It took me until the day before we were to meet to finally figure out where I knew her from and then when we had lunch pretty much everything came back to me. The second happened last night. Now, one of my Facebook friends asked me to come see her nightclub show. She acted as if we knew each other very well, but I wasn’t connecting the dots (I should learn from Adriana Hofstetter). And she said her other friend was really looking forward to seeing me. Then I looked up her other friend and she wasn’t ringing any bells either. When I got to the club, the singer came right up to me and gave me a hug. I feel so weird when I’m not connecting the dots, but I just went with the flow. After her act, her friend came right up to me and started chatting. I’d already told the singer that I didn’t remember her friend, so she brought that up (with good humor). I said, “So remind me.” And she started telling me a story that made no sense to me at all, so much so that I began to think maybe she thought I was a different person. She said we’d met at the Glendale Center Theatre and that the singer’s purse had gotten caught around my neck or something. As she went on I suddenly remembered seeing the one and only play I ever saw at the Glendale Center Theater – my pal Becky Logan was in it, and it was directed by the fellow who directed my play The Good One. Anyway, she told me she was sitting next to me, that we all went out after the show, and then we apparently had a double date – the singer and her friend and me and this gal. That I didn’t remember at all until she said we’d gone to Le Dome – then I remembered that. Then she said we’d seen a movie – I asked her what movie and she said Spike Lee’s She’s Gotta Have It. I then remembered enough of that to recall we saw it in Westwood, which she affirmed. She said I came to her birthday party in Monrovia and she said I made her spaghetti at the house on Fredonia, neither of which I remembered. I asked her why we didn’t just get married – she laughed. She said we should all have lunch and catch up, and I’m all for that – sooner/better so that I can continue connecting the dots. Obviously it didn’t go beyond those few times, but I’m curious as to why, other than the fact that I was around forty-two and she was twenty-one. I suppose that could have had something to do with it, he said with a subtle smile. Anyway, it was very trippy. As to the club, the food was pretty good, but I just don’t like the feel of this particular club. Other than that, I had a really good time and am looking forward to the connecting of more dots or, at the very least, Snow Caps.
Prior to that, I’d had an uneventful day, just relaxing, reading, beginning a new scene in the movie David and I are writing together, picking up mail, doing some errands and whatnot and seeing the perky breast of my next door neighbor’s gal pal – if you walk by my bedroom window you see directly into their yard and she does love parading around without a top. I have named their horrible-looking oversized home, Perky Breasts.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button whilst I continue to try and connect the dots.
Today, I do believe I have no plans whatsoever, other than doing some writing, watching a motion picture or two, and perhaps doing a jog, which I really need to do. I have to eat very lightly this week, so I shall.
This week is turning into a busy one – meetings, meals, and many errands and whatnot. I also have to see Teddy to have my do done, and I think I may have some interview this week about the book. But mostly I have to plan our first Kritzerland at the Gardenia show – the person I was hoping would do it isn’t available, so I’m looking at other options now. I’m trying to have at least two names in the show, and Jason Graae is one of them.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, do a jog, do some writing, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s free-for-all day, the day in which you dear readers get to make with the topics and we all get to post about them. So, let’s have loads of lovely topics and loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I continue, in my senile way, to connect the dots.