"We can't be liked until we like ourselves."
-as heard while watching
KYLE-XY, Season II
Have you played charades lately?
My dear cousin, Brenda Rosser, in Oklahoma sent me this one of many comic strips and it made me laugh:
It also reminded me of a song from the mid-1980's called "One Night in Bangkok" that I used to like. I have yet to visit Bangkok. It's on my list of places to go.
When I first moved to Los Angeles in October 1989 I met a young man from Bangkok, Thailand (Monte Ng) who was touring Los Angeles with his grandfather. We talked for a while and I gave him my address and we have been friends ever since. I have not seen him since that day on the airport shuttle but we keep in touch from time to time via email.
Listen now to 'One Night in Bangkok':
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9mwELXPGbA
Twenty-five years ago today:
November 18, 1984
Sunday
It was one of those ‘wake up’ at 7:30am mornings. I exercised, showered and went for a bike ride until 9:30am. It was a fresh Sunday start. I enjoyed breakfast at mom and dad’s house, of course. Sherri brought Ashley over at 11:30am. Ashley is as cute as ever.
I watched the San Francisco 49er game. I did not win the office grid game as usual. I remained at the house and played with Ashley. I taped her baby voice on my cassette tape recorder. She started to cry when she heard herself. After I played it four or five times she started to smile ever-so-sweetly. She started to love listening to the tape of her making little pouts, hmmm’s and ‘grgrgrgr’s’. It was fun to just hang out there for most of the day.
I felt fat today after mom’s home cooked breakfast and Stella Doro cookies with milk. And then I had two hamburgers a few hours later. It’s no wonder.
After John and Sherri picked up Ashley at around 6:30pm I left about a half hour later.
As soon as I arrived back at my pad I received a call from Bruce. He did not have any big news to report. He did say that he has a new dog.
I watched a bit of ‘Ripley’s Believe It Or Not’ on television followed by an episode of ‘Murder She Wrote’. I went to bed at nine o’clock. Yawn.
onsdag 18 november 2009
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