Cheers

Hey Soul Mates,
only in Los Angeles. I went to the market up the street yesterday afternoon, just after blogging and ran into George Wendt. Hardly said "hello," but it was fun seeing him. I nearly ran back to him to thank him for making "Norm" relatively cool. My parents saddled me with a crappy name that had no positive connections in pop culture at the time and hasn't exactly gained cache since. Kind of like "A Boy Named Sue." I hope.

Thanks to Cheers, at least "Noooooorm!" replaced references to Norman Bates in Psycho and worse. Plus the writers always gave Mr. Wendt clever things to say on the show, like the classic "It's a dog eat dog world, and I'm wearing Milkbone underwear." And the immortal: "Women. You can't live with 'em. Pass the beernuts." Anyway, I left Mr. Wendt alone and continued my quest to alter the connotations of my own name.

Later in the evening, we found ourselves in San Marino and got some great photos. One of L.A.'s true garden spots. Bryan and I appear as if we're in an episode of Lost or Fantasy Island. No Mr. Eko, however. Or Mr. Rourke. Take a look. It was a simply gorgeous night and the glow from the sunset was truly golden. Thanks to Patty Tokahuta, our photog! There are a few more pics at our MySpace page from the session.





Love, Power, Peace