BACK!
I'm back in Los Angeles, and not soon enough...I think I'm allergic to Florida. The last night I was there, my sinuses really started acting up. I had a congested head all night. Part of it was that I was rummaging through my closet (insert joke here) looking for some games and tapes. The thing is, most of that stuff hadn't been touched since the last time I was in my old bedroom.
The first part of the week in Florida was so uneventful. I was practically holed up at my parent's house most of the time. Thankfully, I had a break from Florida domesticity Tuesday afternoon when I went out for lunch with my friend Eileen. I had met her years ago through the Ben Folds mailing list. We caught up on a lot of stuff and all the crazy doings in the music world...namely Michael Jackson...
That evening, I did went with my sister to my aunt's house for their Christmas party. Nothing like going to a party where you know NOBODY. And nothing tops that more than the fact that most of them are speaking a foreign language. And what's the deal with Filipino boys dressing in gangstawear and Filipina girls dressing up like they were the latest member kicked out of Destiny's Child? Boggles the mind....
Went to Christmas mass on Wednesday where my dad called me out for being an atheist for not going to communion during the mass. Ohhhh...if he only knew...
My parents threw a Christmas party that night...again, lots of people I didn't know. Fortunately, it was mostly co-workers so I could understand what was being said. I did the typical..."Go out and entertain them, Mandel" routine on the piano for the guests and then proceeded to continue noshing on food.
Thursday is when things started to pick up a bit. Did some shopping Thursday afternoon and then met up with Florida-based game show pals Eddie and Marc in West Palm Beach. We did a lot of catching up and watching tapes. It provided a nice breather from the rough early part of the week.
Friday, I got together with a bunch of my teachers from high school. My sister and I even dropped by the school building. It was kinda weird being in a place that looked familiar but had noticeably changed. Bigger lockers?!? Brighter paint?!? What?!? Later that afternoon, I got together with another teacher for coffee. While walking to coffee, I finally bumped into a young, cute, gay guy. If that's the one big thing that I noticed South Florida lacking...it was young, cute gay guys...or even young, cute guys period! I tell you, in my return to LAX Saturday afternoon, I saw more cute guys next to baggage claim than I did in my five days in Florida.
Oh, and to cap it all off, Friday night, as I was packing up and watching some Game Show Network, my dad walks by the TV and says, "Why are you still watching that garbage?" Couple that with my sister chewing me out for the littlelest things and you can see why I loooooved my trip to Florida. (Sarcasm detectors should go off here)
Yeah...now, I'm not saying that I'll never go back to South Florida again. I'll probably return, but I'll need to take somebody with me, or my head will explode.
I love you Los Angeles...How I missed your mountains, your people, and your cute guys so much!
'Tis good to be back home again... :-D
I'm back in Los Angeles, and not soon enough...I think I'm allergic to Florida. The last night I was there, my sinuses really started acting up. I had a congested head all night. Part of it was that I was rummaging through my closet (insert joke here) looking for some games and tapes. The thing is, most of that stuff hadn't been touched since the last time I was in my old bedroom.
The first part of the week in Florida was so uneventful. I was practically holed up at my parent's house most of the time. Thankfully, I had a break from Florida domesticity Tuesday afternoon when I went out for lunch with my friend Eileen. I had met her years ago through the Ben Folds mailing list. We caught up on a lot of stuff and all the crazy doings in the music world...namely Michael Jackson...
That evening, I did went with my sister to my aunt's house for their Christmas party. Nothing like going to a party where you know NOBODY. And nothing tops that more than the fact that most of them are speaking a foreign language. And what's the deal with Filipino boys dressing in gangstawear and Filipina girls dressing up like they were the latest member kicked out of Destiny's Child? Boggles the mind....
Went to Christmas mass on Wednesday where my dad called me out for being an atheist for not going to communion during the mass. Ohhhh...if he only knew...
My parents threw a Christmas party that night...again, lots of people I didn't know. Fortunately, it was mostly co-workers so I could understand what was being said. I did the typical..."Go out and entertain them, Mandel" routine on the piano for the guests and then proceeded to continue noshing on food.
Thursday is when things started to pick up a bit. Did some shopping Thursday afternoon and then met up with Florida-based game show pals Eddie and Marc in West Palm Beach. We did a lot of catching up and watching tapes. It provided a nice breather from the rough early part of the week.
Friday, I got together with a bunch of my teachers from high school. My sister and I even dropped by the school building. It was kinda weird being in a place that looked familiar but had noticeably changed. Bigger lockers?!? Brighter paint?!? What?!? Later that afternoon, I got together with another teacher for coffee. While walking to coffee, I finally bumped into a young, cute, gay guy. If that's the one big thing that I noticed South Florida lacking...it was young, cute gay guys...or even young, cute guys period! I tell you, in my return to LAX Saturday afternoon, I saw more cute guys next to baggage claim than I did in my five days in Florida.
Oh, and to cap it all off, Friday night, as I was packing up and watching some Game Show Network, my dad walks by the TV and says, "Why are you still watching that garbage?" Couple that with my sister chewing me out for the littlelest things and you can see why I loooooved my trip to Florida. (Sarcasm detectors should go off here)
Yeah...now, I'm not saying that I'll never go back to South Florida again. I'll probably return, but I'll need to take somebody with me, or my head will explode.
I love you Los Angeles...How I missed your mountains, your people, and your cute guys so much!
'Tis good to be back home again... :-D









