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There's this amazingly bright full moon staring at me through my window, lighting up my room, and coloring the usually halogen orange washed landscape an eerie, yet beautiful shade of blue. Round. Bright. Strange in its flawed perfection...

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Tonight I got to hang out with this really wonderful woman who I had forgetten that I knew: My Mom.

The two of us hadn't gone out and done something sans my grandmother in quite a while. When I was still working for Disneyland she would pick me up after work and we'd hang out and grab a couple of drinks, maybe hit The Hop and dance or something. But in the last few years it's become almost an impossible quest to have Mom time to myself, as my grandma (God bless her) has grown fearful of time alone.

But tonight Mom really wanted to go to a big block party down in Orange County which was thrown by her boss. Grandma didn't want to go. Mom wanted to have her son (that would be me) join her, and strangely enough, I was actually *free* on a Saturday night to do so.

We jumped in the car, poured down the lanes of the I-5 to Santa Ana, KC & The Sunshine Band blasting out of the open sunroof.

The block party was done right as I've rarely, if ever have seen one done. They had erected a huge stage with a live Soul/Rock/R&B cover band playing hits from Isaac Hayes, The Ohio Players, James Brown, to Cameo and Boys II Men. There was a plethora of free food (Ribs, Sushi, Hot wings, fruits and cheeses); free bottles of wine on the 87 tables they had out; a Starbucks booth and an Aqua Vita booth--both giving out freebees and the like; and a large wooden dance floor set out in front of the stage.

Mom got a couple of glasses of wine into her, and relaxed as I haven't seen her do in quite a long while. And then she got out on the dancefloor with me and some of her girlfriends from work and boogied down. And the smile on her face was priceless. It was as if all the headache and frustration that she's had pent up for the last few months just burned off like so much dew on a hot day.

And I had forgotten that my momma can dance up a storm. So we danced up a storm together, Mother and Son.

Here's to you mom.

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Last night I was introduced to a very attractive, very intelligent, very nice young lady. I like. Yes. I Like.

"Cake please."

You've really got to appreciate a woman who can kick your ass...and knows about "Monkey Steals The Golden Peaches." Have to appreciate and respect.

"Cake, please."

Did I mention attractive?

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My brain is a bit baked now. The travel, the partying, the carousing, followed by yardwork, followed by another party, followed by late night journal entries (seriously, what is my problem?), I'm kinda loopy....sleep is needed.

Goodnight Moon.

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And so Alex and I did lunch. Again. As usual. Plans were made (again, as usual), but some are a *little* bit more concrete. 2 Weeks before readthrough and rehersal. Time for filming, T.B.D. based on actor availability. We shall see how this plays out. Just have to get a locked down draft. Rarmn....

Went over to Jamey and Marc's (thrasymachos) for a Godzilla Marathon. My dear LORD, those movies are bad. Fun, but baaaad. Such good stuff. Cajun Man jokes abounded. "Destruc-tion." and "Radia-tion." And one of my personal favorites: "Exposi-tion."

Amoungst the weaponry present were the loverly Holly (chatoyn), the ever-sweet and patient Lauri and the evilly wonderous overlord of terror, Justin. Good people. Great company. Greatness of company. Need to hang more often. But then, that's always my sea-shanty, ain't it?

Speaking of Sea-Shantys, I managed to keep up the up and down woo hoo hoo of my strange episodic hyper-activeness by blasting Great Big Sea at very high volume and singing along. And do let me say, there is nothing like shouting (note, not "singing") Excursion Around The Bay and having Cholos and Bruthas looking at you like a maniac as you feign a Newfoundland Accent.

"'Oh me! Oh my!'
I hear me oarsmen cry.
'Oh me! Oh my!
I think I'm gonna die!
'Oh me! Oh my!'
I hear me oarsmen say.
I never should taken
this excursion 'round the bay!"

But the way things are, are...perhaps...no, definitely...looking upward.

Hope. It's an evil thing. Wonderful and evil.

So let's see if I can avoid from killing anyone tomorrow. Yeeeehoooo! Onward and upward!!!!!