
Today was a longer day than yesterday... I visited the beach early in the day... it was so nice being there...

It's been a long day... a long birthday! Today, it was Armen's 30th Birthday! From what I understand, he's not a daily reader... he just peeks in from time to time. So, considering that he's probably not going to read this, I'd like to say Happy Birthday Arm... I'm so happy to be here with you as you turn 30, and, I wish I'm right by you as you turn, 40, 50, 60, 70, 80, 90, and, maybe, even 100, if I'm able to function through all my wrinkles by then. I have been present at your birthdays for the past 10 years, and, I can't remember being happier watching someone else blow out their candles... you make my life worthwhile, and, you're the only one who can make me smile when it seems impossible. I wish you 1000 years more of your life, not for you, but for me... so that you can be next to me as long as I'm here,because when you're here, I'm at my best.

I've been trying to think of what I should write about today... but, I can't seem to concentrate because I'm feeling a bit disappointed... Tonight was the closing reception to the photography show at the gallery. We had our opening last month and decided to have a closing show for those people who weren't able to show up to the opening... well, I got the place ready, set up wine, home baked chocolate cupcakes, red vines, candles, music... and began to light the candles as I waited for some people to show up and appreciate the art. Justine, the Photograher, showed up with her boyfriend and mom. An hour later, my sister showed up to refill the cupcakes, which didn't need refilling, then, a guy named Fred showed up. We sat there, conversated about, almost, everything, and waited...
I was parking the car today on Central Avenue, (where I got a parking ticket 15 minutes later...) listening to 102.7... and, Heal the World by Michael Jackson came on... I just sat there... until it was over. It's the one year anniversary of Michael Jackson's death... it's already been a year!


I've been receiving notes from a stranger for the past two days... but, it's for Bernie. The first one reads:The second one reads:
I been living up here for 3 week and I saw your picture in the window so, I thought it would be nice to see you again you probably need a massage! Ha hal I know I do! Love Ali, Flora (then, there's a drawing of a rose)
The third one is on a page out of a coloring book (shown above) it reads:
Bernie, this is for you. I'm going to the parking a round lived come in pick me up then Flora. Love, Flora (with scribbles on the side)
So, things are getting pretty interesting here at the gallery... even though these notes are for Bernie, it's nice to get them, in a weird way.
Tip of the Day: Write a handwritten note to someone... there's nothing more personal than a handwritten note, even if it's to a stranger.



Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple



Today was the 6th Lakers game... instead of watching it at home with the Lakers crazed family, I went to my grandparents house to watch a Spanish soap opera translated into Armenian called "Dame Chocolate." I showed up there just to pay them a visit and eat something. I sat down and got myself some bread and cheese... my grandmother (not the one with Alzheimer's... my dad's mom) began to talk (which she does so much of...) about random things. Usually when she begins to talk, I, kind of, tune her out and nod my head from time to time, but not in a mean way. I'm pretty good at keeping up with my nods... my grandfather, on the other hand, hardly says anything. He only speaks when he has to let my grandma know she's talking too much... so, as I ate my bread and cheese, a Spanish soap opera came on... that's when I thought, "Shit, I should get outta here before she starts explaining what's going on in everybody's life..." but, I couldn't just get up to leave, and, guess what happened next... ya, she started explaining all of it, from beginning to current events... who was in love with who, who was a dirty man, who was a good looking man, who was a liar, and everything else that usually goes on in soap operas. I just sat there nodding my head and raising my eyebrows once in a while for expression variations... she talked, and talked, and talked, and... talked...


I watched "Sex & the City"... I didn't have very high expectations to begin with, but it was a disappointment. "The Karate Kid," last night, was better... it had a bit more heart and morality. 




Faith... it's something we don't think about usually, but we all, hopefully, have some kind of it in us...



