Secrets

I was in a coffee shop today and ended up chatting with some strangers sharing my table.  At some point, Foster The People came up and they were talking about hearing them everywhere lately.  I nodded and said I heard of the band.  We talked a little bit about music and new bands and one of them said, "Yeah, no one will know who Foster The People is this time next year.  They're totally a one hit wonder."

I smiled and just said, "Yeah, we'll see."

It's so fun to have a little secret.

Love.

found it here

Have you heard...

I love when someone is describing a new song, person they've met or meal they've enjoyed and stop in the middle of the description to say, "You'd really like [xyz]."

To me, it's better than hearing, "You're my friend." or "I like you." It makes me feel like they know me, they considered me.

Acorn Wars

I woke up this morning at 4am from a dream where I was trying to convince a friend my neighborhood was safe and quiet. In the dream, we were sitting in my room and just as I said, "See...quiet. Right?" - there was suddenly this very loud, consistent noise coming from outside.

As I lay in bed transferring from a dream world to real life, I realized the sound was real.  And it sounded like 100 squirrels were throwing acorns at my building. And laughing, I'm sure.

I tossed and turned for the rest of the morning saying out loud, "Please stop." The noise is from a drain outside my window and when it rains, somehow the water isn't running through it correctly and instead of waking to the wonderful trickle of rain, I huff and puff praying for it to stop.

This morning though, as I tried to come up with a description of the noise so I could call my landlord, I envisioned a group of squirrels standing in a half circle in the bushes chucking acorns at my building.  For hours.  And that at least made me slightly less angry.

When I need it most

The year I committed to finding a sunshine everyday was indeed a task. An annoying one at times. But on the days I was sad or frustrated or annoyed...being committed to the process of finding something good always made - at least that moment - a little sunnier.

Admittedly, I've been avoiding this little space on the Internet.  There have been moments of sunshine, even days full.

But some of my sadness and frustration lately have kept me from taking time to write. And now, coming up for some air, I'm remembering how much some of these little nuggets of sunshine (even if forced) helped me when I was down.

So, game on.
(and commence some back logging of remembered sunshines from the past few weeks)

Roll 'em down.

I've mentioned this before and I still feel the same way.  Especially because most people have smart phones now and there's no need to ask for help.

Stuck in traffic on Santa Monica Blvd, ahem, with my windows down -- a business man pulled up next to me and said, "Excuse me? How do I get to the 405?"

I gave him directions, he gave me a quick thank you and I silently thanked Los Angeles for having great weather that allows me to have my windows down.  In January.  And the opportunity for human interaction - even if just for a moment.

Why, thank you.

Guess Who's Coming To Dinner?

This chair was left in our alley next to the dumpster. Not uncommon for people to leave items for either trash or possible treasure for someone else.

Oddly, this chair kept finding its way in front of my garage. I had moved it twice from this location back to the trash cans.  And somehow it kept finding its way back.

When I shared this phenomena with a friend, he said, "Perhaps it's the universe saying someone is coming to dinner and you need to set an extra chair."

Perhaps.