Advice on a Rainy Day

Got up and out early enough this morning to avoid the rain before I so enjoyed my delicious cup of coffee and fresh apricot Panatone with butter. Mm. Good. Especially the piping hot coffee on a cool and rainy morning.

Read one section of the Wall Street Journal as I received a few calls from my buddies.

One was an invite for a martini tonight which I turned down because of previous plans. The other call was a cancellation of dinner because of an M-Tribee's hubby flu. Got another call asking me to take a drive to Vegas to see the electronics show. Not being an electronic geek and with the few advanced toys I have that take up more than enough time, I said no - to my buddy's dismay.

I think FatBoy just wanted a driving partner to Vegas as a distraction to our unexpected pause in life. I was feeling too comfortable around town and wasn't interested in spending several hours on the road driving through the winter desert winds to see what new gadgets I'll never buy.

Yes if you're thinking there are other exciting things to do in Vegas you're right. But I've been there so many times I would rather take a week off and head to Paris for a croissant coffee and brie.

Well the rain is trickling down at a slow but steady pace now and I'll soon be off to be with my M-Tribe later this afternoon for a quick get together.

Oh, my advice is to stay warm, dry and cozy.

Day after Christmas

It was real cool early this morning when I got up  to get to UCLA for an odd medical test. That was fun. Ha..  Headed over to Brentwood for a for coffee and a bagel at Coffee Bean since I haven't been there in a long time. The place was so quite I sat down to read the paper while sipping my java and savored my toasted everything bagel. Stayed there for a while longer than usual until a seemingly homeless man sat next to me as we shared a table. He was wearing jogging slacks and an oxford style blue shirt. He tried to chat me up but I wasn't up to chatting and wasn't sure of him.

My instincts were right . He started talking to himself and then took too quick a hot sip of his coffee he had to spit back into his cup, the table, my paper and his shirt. Disgusting. To make  a long story short he kept changing tables talking to strangers an himself, and when he was well marinated in Madagascar dark roast he took off and was nearly nicked by a passing SUV. So that was my exciting morning.

Coffee bean was beginning to get crowded so I headed to the library down the block which was quiet as well and sent out a bunch of e-mails. I was distracted by surfing the web instead of accomplishing  a few tasks I needed to complete Picked up some hummus and cheese across the street at Whole Foods and bundled up on my way back as the cool wind stirred up a bit.

Got on the net and brushed up on some grammar lessons and read a few blog entries. Nothing of any substance. Maybe I was little blue because another day passed without a call. Am reaching the bottom but have an idea up my sleeve I didn't think of until last week, Its a surprise so I won't reveal it until I have all my ducks in  a row.

Right now its the dreaded boob tube that's keeping me company. Jeez.

Better say ciao for now. Tomorrow should be an interesting day