I've had some very intense interactions of late but I simply can't splay them on the blog because soon I'd have no friends left. Family is even more dicey.
In prison all the consequences I had to worry about were right there, I could report ANYTHING in the blog without worry.
Suffice to say, for right now, I love my dog, my sister and brother-in-law, my niece and nephew, and I made great friends with my brother's girlfriend Fumi and her good friend Katia. On the downside, I keep crawling under the covers every three hours, and I'm leaving back for LA earlier than planned because my brother Steve and I don't get along any better now than we have the rest of our lives. We did all spend a wondrous first hour at Carmel Beach yesterday which was the complete and total antithesis of prison. It looked just like the vision of "freedom" in the cheesy re-entry video I saw a week before by departure.
And last night I saw Almodovar's "Talk to Her" on DVD (thanks Katia) and it was wonderful. Then I slept with Gaza and Wolfie (my dog and Steve's dog, respectively) and that was wonderful too.
More, and more interesting stuff, when I get back to LA on Monday night.
MCO 2004
Ah, Almodovar's movies, they are great!!!