Tonight in New Orleans it’s bedlam; parties, costumes, and Voodoo Fest. I had a tiny buzz when I wrote yesterday’s post, completely not realizing that it was seven years to the day (more or less) that we kissed for the very first time. Voodoo, DBA, then Dave’s son whisked you away. I guess we could probably call that our first date. What a night. What a story. What a tragedy. I really would have married you last year. Dysfunctionally ever after.  Not how I imagined it, but happy anniversary, babe.  

God I miss kissing you sometimes. Just forgetting myself and melting right into your face. 

Yesterday I had to bring Juma in for a surgical procedure and an MRI.  He’s been limping for almost two months now. He was so scared and kept looking at me with pleading eyes not to leave him.  Like having a child. I look back and it’s so much easier to relate to everything you said about Lola and not being able to leave her. Sorry didn’t understand then. I’m a bit of a late bloomer  

You should see it… house owner, dog owner, real job…  Am I becoming (heaven forbid) a regular guy?  I’m slightly freaked out at the thought of it. 

Anyway, I’m sure you have other things to do and another man to entertain, however I thought that I’d put it out there: it looks like I’ll be in NY for about three weeks, from the end of Nevember until mid-December. That’s as close as I’ll get to KW this year. Just an FYI…

I some times don’t recognize it for what it is. It kind of starts as an anonymous feeling which grabs my attention like a dog that heard a sound and trying to figure out what it is and where it came from. But then of course, I almost smile at the friendly familiarity.  That ache in my heart for the piece of me missing. 

I did it. They caved to my salary package requirements, and next week I start a new job (and perhaps a new chapter) as the Head of Physical Production for Bold Films.  They make good films, not just based on financial predictions, but of the creative content as well, the office is 10 minutes from my house, and everyone brings their dogs to work 🐕🐶. Looks like I won’t be traveling like I used to for a while, and maybe I can really start to make a home. I’m still not entirely keen on LA, but what the fuck, it’s better than most cities in this country, even with the extreme density of douche bags.  Any Modu workshops coming up 😈? 

https://youtu.be/IXdNnw99-Ic

I can vaguely remember a couple of moments when I thought for a brief moment, perhaps in the arms of someone else, that I had finally forgotten you, but as it turns out it was only temporary amnesia.