An odd box of thoughts.

Well, acolytes, I'm back.

Had a nice time with my old friend. It was interesting hanging with him. We had not had an opportunity to express ideas this freely in a long time. We still disagree very much on things, but we bring an overriding sense of values to every thought, and that is what keeps us together.

He can be very negative about himself. Something that was driving me nuts. He points out all of his flaws, from all through his life, and all I want to say is, The only flaw you have is that you think you are flawed.

We are probably very similiar like that. I'm always pointing out what I perceive as spotty in my character or body, and people roll their eyes at me. I used to think they were just blind, but being on the other end was unique. I wonder if it has to do with where we grew up. Our families were polar opposites, but we had the same enviromental experiences. Hmmh.

We mostly did touristy stuff. He hasn't been to LA since he was 13. That kind of annoyed me, but I don't like crowds, and I hate the schmarmy aspect of Hollywood as a gift. Plus, all the "characters" at the Chinese Theatre look like drug addicts in costume. I saw track marks on Marilyn, and Mr. Incredible kept touching my ass!

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I was overjoyed to see that I had comments on my last post. Then I looked at them, and they seem like mass mail form letter posts. I don't know if they are, because the other blogs I read don't have the mass mail comment, but who knows. I guess it would be cool to have someone I don't know from atom(adam?) be reading this, hearing what their perception of this is. If not, though, no big deal.

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Also, found out my next character for the soap opera will be Nat, my jazzman. I was really glad it was him. I loved Irving, my other guy, but I couldn't stop thinking about Nat. I guess I have a crush. I hope that goes well. It starts this Friday, and it will be a welcome relief to do a fun show again. Last week, some couple kept sighing and talking all through our show. Near the end they were making out. That is really tough competition. Hell, I would rather watch them fumble about their genitalia, than see me try to be an immigrant selling orgy's at a baseball game. Then again?

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I am a little peeved at a friend who for the last two weeks has said he was coming to my show, and then didn't show up. Hell, I don't care if you come or not, but don't yank me around like that. Ok, maybe something came up the first time, but then don't say anything the second time. Anyway, I think I will just gloss over it and not mention it, because I feel like our friendship is a little rocky anyway. I love him, and we have fun and all, but I am realizing that we think differently on a lot of subjects, and that is a strain.

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Well, this has been random. I guess that is all that is kicking around up in me. Now the future is all acting and incorporating the new roomie and his dog. Sometimes, I look in the eyes of my cat, two big black almond orbs full of trust and love, and I feel guilty like I have a horrible secret and I won't let him in on it. I hope moving this dog in doesn't destroy his life. I don't mean that the dog will kill him. I certainly don't hope for that. I mean, that he won't go into hiding and be all limited the rest of his life. He likes to roam and lord over the house, and he should be able to.

We'll see.