glad to be back
I just flew in from Berkeley where I
attended one of my oldest friend's wedding and I'm very tired and drinking a Corona with
lime for the first time since I had to be pulled away from the blackjack table at 8am last
weekend and I'm taping the end of the SNL 25th Anniversary show because if I saw another
skit featuring Loren Michaels in a double-breasted suit backstage I was going to kick the
TV off its stand.
Jeff and Nada (that's her name) walking down the aisle to Pachabel's Canon and my mom whispering to me, "Everyone's favorite piece of classical music." Watching the parents of my childhood friend Holmes (who killed himself a few years ago) dancing together happily at the reception. Talking to a lot of old acquaintances and hoping I never take up golf. Seeing a girl from my high school who just got back from the Peace Corp in West Africa and then guessing she was now "working for an Internet start-up", and being correct. Waking up at noon for the first time in months. Taking my mom to see American Beauty (second time for me) and finding myself crying when Ricky's dad beats him up. Tying cans to Jeff's Volvo and then watching them drive away. Missing getting my peanuts on the flight back to LA because I was in the bathroom and being actually quite disappointed.
The Larry King Happy
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