Where are you taking me?

Late in the afternoon on Tuesday, September 1, Felix calls to suggest that we make a reservation at our favorite little Japanese Restaurant in Pasadena named Matsuri; Felix wanted to take me out for a birthday dinner. How wonderful I thought, our special eatery where we went on our first dinner date, and how romantic…great! We also decided that we would eat early enough so we can take our “constitutional”, our favorite thing of late, taking a nice leisurely walk after dinner.

I decided that we should walk down to San Marino, a mere block from my house, and take a new route; one I’d taken many times, but not shared with Felix.

“Okay”,  Felix responds, and off we go. We head down my street ending at the famed Huntington Library where we make a right turn, enjoying the lovely homes, wide sidewalks, and pleasingly quite street; beauty mixed with the over riding haze of burning mountain smoke, turning a half bright moon into dingy shades of yellow, and orange. Read More »

Wednesday I spent the entire day and most of the evening at Disneyland. I went with my good friend Ian, or as he is known: The Gay Son I Never Had.

It had been quite some time since I had been to Disneyland, mainly because I used to be able to get a free pass any time I wanted, and with leaving the entertainment industry, I had come to the realization that the people I knew had either retired, or died! So, with a week off from work, I cleaned out some of my bank account, and ventured into the park as a regular paying customer. Below are some of my observations: Read More »