A Treasure Found at Home

well, new to me, anyhow.

i flew to la friday to pick up what used to be my brother’s car, and which was my father’s car before that. on the way down i sat next to a guy who worked as part of the stage design team for madonna. he said they’d had to fly to sjc to spend two hours sorting out some weight problems with the lighting. actually, he only said the two ours part, the rest i sorted out based on what he was talking to his co workers about.

la was just like pretty anywhere else with my family. we painte a wall in bro’s new place, watched a move (d.v.code) and ate out. i napped while bro and dad painted the wall since i didn’t know to bring painting clothes.

then, sunday am dad and i got in the car super early and drove up to sf where we met my realtor and looked at property. then we met sp guy for lunch and i dropped dad at the airport. after working out with ‘b’, during which i was in an even worse mood that usual, i met up with sp guy again and we went to see ‘hedge’ since it didn’t seem it would require a huge amount of mental or physical energy.

my cat was very glad to see me come home, and immediately dripped two spots of drool on my leg as a reward for returning. love that galahad.

again: new car! new car!