Accents

It takes the smallest of things sometimes to shoot us into a mood or an attitude.

This time, it was an accent that shook me down.

This evening, the comedy station was playing, and an Australian comedian spoke for a couple minutes or so.

Only halfway through his couple hundred seconds, I was pulled helplessly and hopelessly into a desperate desire to be around a specific friend of mine, who is Australian.

I have multiple Australians in my friend store, one could say, but this one in particular shot to the top of my mind, wrenching my stomachs into an empty ache of longing just to hang out with and chat nonsense with this particular friend.

Crazy sometimes how these things happen, isn’t it?

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LA Times

Tonight, I drove through Beverly Hills, saw the Beverly Wilshire (but no bus stop!), visited Rodeo Drive, and drove on Mulholland Drive.

Earlier today, I saw the building for the LA Times, and nerded out at the fact that I do their crossword puzzle.

And then, this afternoon, I walked on the beach and felt the cold California Coast water (Beach Boys inspired that desire, though I’ve done it once before already).

My SoCal dreams have been just about satisfied. ๐Ÿ˜›

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Vegas

Last night, …… yeah…. it was really good, and I think I just want to dwell on it myself for a while longer, before I actually share anything about it… it was that good.

You know those times?

Yeah… good, aren’t they? ๐Ÿ™‚

P.S. I found the humor of the irony as I just titled this post, after having written it… What happens in Vegas, right? ๐Ÿ˜›

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Pillow talk

Visiting with a friend from the circus, who has taken a temporary break from circusing, and is working as a waiter in a Chinese restaurant, I look up with surprise and delight as he says,”…but right now, I am working a lot…, because, you know, I am Chinese….”

And we break into silent, deep laughter at the honesty and truth of the statement.

Cross-cultural interactions are great ๐Ÿ˜›

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Miley on my mind

My brain all this afternoon:

…..
Here I am for the first time
Look to my right and I see the Hollywood sign
This is all so crazy
Everybody seems so famous

Na-na na-na na-na naaa-na
na-na naaaa na-na turned on the radio
And a Britney song was on
And a Britney song was on
And a Britney song was on

So I put my hands up
They’re playing my song,
And the butterflies fly away
Noddin’ my head like, yeah
Movin’ my hips like, yeah
I got my hands up,
They’re playin’ my song
You know I’m gonna be okay
Yeah, it’s a party in the USA
Yeah it’s a party in the USA

This morning, we visited the site of the first McDonald’s location, from before it was fully franchised and all that jazz… a site that was apparently also visited by Miley Cyrus not so long ago.

This afternoon, we swung by and somewhat spontaneously picked up a beloved friend of mine from dance, whom I hadn’t seen in five or so years, and journeyed to the Griffith Observatory to see the Hollywood sign.
It was still really far away…, but cool to see and read, nonetheless… I’ll have to find a way to get up close to it one day (slash figure out if I care enough to do so in the first place).
Then we went to a drive-in theatre…, which really wasn’t Miley Cyrus at all, I suppose…, but the movies were all about fulfilling one’s dreams by being in touch with what’s really on the inside and by just going for it, and “The Climb” is all about that kind of idea, too, so that counts enough.
I still found myself singing about the Hollywood sign when we got home just now, so I think I can safely say hat it was a very Miley Cyrus day today. ๐Ÿ˜›
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Adventure calls

Sometimes, we need only ask, and adventure will find us.

About a week and a half ago, I looked at my blank schedule for the next month, and felt not only a desire but a need to go somewhere… and I said it out loud, and began searching for how to make a trip happen.

Within 24 hours, a friend with whom I catch up only occasionally, and always over the phone, and who doesn’t even live in the same state, sent me a message, asking if I wanted to road trip with her to California.

And only days later, after a few changes in plans, here we are, staying in a hotel by the airport, preparing to fly to California to move her temporarily to a fancy place in SoCal, and, essentially, just adventuring and hiking and playing around.

Score one for life being awesome. ๐Ÿ˜›

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