One Free Phone Call
Decades ago, living in Los Angeles, on my way to rehearsal of my first TV show, I ran into ‘Lloyd’ and his fiance Alice. I hadn’t seen them since college a few years before; we exchanged numbers. After the show aired I started getting obscene phone calls between midnight and 1AM. This went on for months. A trace was put on my phone after I filed a police report. The offending caller was arrested; the Police asked me if I knew Lloyd – the only Lloyd I knew was my old classmate. Lloyd then called me to tell me it wasn’t him – it was his ‘guest from Canada’ who had been my caller. I immediately recognized his voice as the man who tormented me for months. His trying to convince me it wasn’t him was witness tampering; a felony. Had my first full blown panic attack, ended up in emergency thinking I was having a stroke. He called me from the Valley – from area code 818 to 213; every time he called it showed up on his phone bill.
Never had to testify – he pleaded and got probation, public service, counseling. I got panic attacks and never worked in front of the camera again. Today I found him on Facebook, blocked him and wrote this post…
Episodes
In the words of a dear friend, ‘no one is the bad guy in the story of their own life.’
In no particular order: One Free Phone Call; Penis Waggery; Mickey Mouse Minion, Big Brain-Minuscule ‘muscle’; Turquoise Man; Dear John; Vomit; Tarzan – “Why Me?”, Lying by Omission, Paris, He Got Fired, Panty Hose Peeper, drunk B-o-L; Shaken. Trying to put these episodes out of my mind isn’t working, so I write.
All is Lost
In my ever lucky early-adopter self. I know that the most important thing happening in the world is climate change. I knew this back in the late ’80’s, I know it now. The tipping point has happened; we will see climate migration and dissolution of communities, industries, livelyhoods. The Gaia Theory as interpreted by Elizabeth. The Earth will kill what is killing it. We knew better, and we failed. Homo Sapiens will not outlast Neanderthal time on earth.
My heart is breaking…
My love affair, and now breakup, with cookbooks is devastating. I am crying while purging my cookbooks –
literally the recipe of my life. Hard media vs. memories.
escape Lounge – Oakland Airport. Good, Bad, and…
So my first beef with escape Lounge is that ‘escape’ is lower case, and Lounge is uppercase. You are not cool, escape Lounge; fire your marketing people now. right Now.
Second is that if you are going to promote top of the line beverages, don’t serve bottom of the barrel house brands and then upcharge for it when customers pay $45 bucks to get in.
Which brings me to lousy ‘pretty’ food and mediocre service.
But hey, good soft seating and staff warmed the screaming baby’s bottle.
I know there is a connection to AMEX Platinum lounges, but this is a disaster. Save your $45 bucks; go to an airport table-serve, sit-down restaurant, grab a corner table, food, drink, and wifi. Unless, you want to drink a lot of free cheap liquor.
The Good:
Convenient to Southwest Gates even though it’s in an adjacent terminal.
3 years, three lessons
- When you can’t help, stop trying (I struggle with this everyday.)
- Live your life. (It’s just that simple.)
- If it hurts, stop it.
Adventures in Landlording #547 Part 2
Weelllll, looks like the second spraying will happen Monday…
Death to the Tussocks!! We shall prevail!
“Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;…. In peace there’s nothing so becomes a man. As modest stillness and humility.”
(WS H5 A3S1)