Day 4,170: Nose for Atu

Day 4,170: Nose for Atu

We’re home from seeing Swimming Paul over in Hollywood. He PACKED the place. Packed. Everyone singing along. He played all the hits plus a lot more. It was dope. Really, really fun. Hot sweaty fun. Nothing like a packed club of happy people and great music to move to....
Day 4,169: Sorry Son

Day 4,169: Sorry Son

Late! My goodness. Not too bad, but almost pillow time so we’ll make this a quick one. Adolescence on Netflix. Watch. It. Heavy, but absolutely spectacular. Looking forward to all the awards it will win, and rightly so. Writing today was solid again. I’m “behind” the...
Day 4,168: Orange and Jasmine

Day 4,168: Orange and Jasmine

The air is perfumed tonight with orange and jasmine blossoms. Cool, too, with low misty clouds and a tiny little breeze. Which is to say: it is gorgeous out there. I wish I could spend more time outside. It is hands-down my favorite month to live in LA, with April...
Day 4,167: NoNap

Day 4,167: NoNap

How often do I say no to things that would interfere with my goals? This question makes me think of the advice “you have to learn to say no.” Early on, that never made sense to me. I say no to stuff all the time. I’ve never had a particularly hard time saying no. But...
Day 4,166: Herr Knock

Day 4,166: Herr Knock

It’s late! Almost time for sleeps. I did the thing tonight where I started reading with the intention of finishing something—the first act of Titus Andronicus oooweee does that one start out a little rough, eh?—and suddenly it was almost time to get ready for bed. I...