I just saw the clip from 30 Rock - this guy, President Al Gore is a natural ! I like him even more than I liked him as the policy wonk that the MSM pilloried back 2000.
I just finished reading an article in Vanity Fair (Dec 07) about the economic mess that George Bush et al will be leaving and while we desperately need a democrat in the White House and that working majority in the Congress, I think Al Gore deserves to chose to do what he wants to do.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Saturday, November 3, 2007
Give Me a Working Majority and.....
I've been thinking about posting this question to various progressive sites to pose this question to all candidates.
Tell me what you're going to do; tell me about the America that you want us to become. Tell me what that America looks like - that's all.
This way there is no buyer's remorse. Compassionate Conservative? No more bait and switch.
Tell us what we need to do to become that shining City on the Hill.
Tell me what you're going to do; tell me about the America that you want us to become. Tell me what that America looks like - that's all.
This way there is no buyer's remorse. Compassionate Conservative? No more bait and switch.
Tell us what we need to do to become that shining City on the Hill.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Happy Halloween !
What a month and a half that was.
In mid-August I decided that I needed to go back on Prozac. About 4 years ago I read somewhere on line of a study that showed that Prozac helped diabetics control their blood sugar. So I took that study in to my doctor and he said whatever you think might help, let's do it.
3 months later he asked if I had noticed a difference, to which I replied, I didn't but everyone around me had! I continued on this tll last summer.
Last July I had to make that age old decision - for Americans that is, not other industrialized nations, food or drugs and so I went off of the Prozac. I had heard stories of how terrible it was to go off of the drug, but I didn't suffer to any degree--or so I thought.
What an IDIOT ! Looking back over the last 12 months I realized how much I really needed to have been on the Vitamin P; what a mental and emotional wreck I was - and not really realizing why.
Fast forward - this August for some reason things just absolutely ground to a halt in my emotional state; and I thought, hmm, maybe I should try the P again. Called the doctor, he re-issued the scrip and I started taking it again.
Slight problem, they started me on a higher dosage than before (when I quit taking I was on 60 mg/day - when I had started at 20 mg/day) - splitting the difference at 40 mg/day.
Oh My God, Becky, can I tell you the side affects were horrific.
Thank god I was cognizant of this, otherwise as I joke, I would have committed suicide but for the fact that I didn't have clean underwear and I hadn't cleaned my apartment. Getting thru those first 4-6 weeks was grueling. It's just been in the last 2 weeks that the daily tremors have stopped.
But, let me tell you, it's been the best thing in the world. I am not going to go off of this again. My life seems to be my own again, I feel so much more in control and I completely am able to recognize that life is full of options - you just have to know to look. So -- FUCK YOU TOM CRUISE.
Then October 1st, my boss tells me he can't afford to keep me employed anymore; while this didn't come as a surprise as I had seen the writing on the walls in mid-August, he still wanted to see if I could work on an 100% commission basis. Knowing that I had a couple of big projects in the bidding process I thought I'd give it a try (there's a whole lot more background on this guy's inability to manage his company and his finances, but that's all over now).
Today I told him that I can't work this way. And it's a relief actually.
My notary business is picking up again and I've been able to get some more gigs as a production assistant for both live events and photo shoots. In addition there's an adult publishing company that is interested in my talents. So, while sometimes stressed, all in all better.
I have been able to catch up on some reading and have noted the books completed down below - will do reviews later.
Am spending the evening with about 30 5-7 year olds and their parents in Hancock Park.
I NEED A BOYFRIEND !:)
In mid-August I decided that I needed to go back on Prozac. About 4 years ago I read somewhere on line of a study that showed that Prozac helped diabetics control their blood sugar. So I took that study in to my doctor and he said whatever you think might help, let's do it.
3 months later he asked if I had noticed a difference, to which I replied, I didn't but everyone around me had! I continued on this tll last summer.
Last July I had to make that age old decision - for Americans that is, not other industrialized nations, food or drugs and so I went off of the Prozac. I had heard stories of how terrible it was to go off of the drug, but I didn't suffer to any degree--or so I thought.
What an IDIOT ! Looking back over the last 12 months I realized how much I really needed to have been on the Vitamin P; what a mental and emotional wreck I was - and not really realizing why.
Fast forward - this August for some reason things just absolutely ground to a halt in my emotional state; and I thought, hmm, maybe I should try the P again. Called the doctor, he re-issued the scrip and I started taking it again.
Slight problem, they started me on a higher dosage than before (when I quit taking I was on 60 mg/day - when I had started at 20 mg/day) - splitting the difference at 40 mg/day.
Oh My God, Becky, can I tell you the side affects were horrific.
Thank god I was cognizant of this, otherwise as I joke, I would have committed suicide but for the fact that I didn't have clean underwear and I hadn't cleaned my apartment. Getting thru those first 4-6 weeks was grueling. It's just been in the last 2 weeks that the daily tremors have stopped.
But, let me tell you, it's been the best thing in the world. I am not going to go off of this again. My life seems to be my own again, I feel so much more in control and I completely am able to recognize that life is full of options - you just have to know to look. So -- FUCK YOU TOM CRUISE.
Then October 1st, my boss tells me he can't afford to keep me employed anymore; while this didn't come as a surprise as I had seen the writing on the walls in mid-August, he still wanted to see if I could work on an 100% commission basis. Knowing that I had a couple of big projects in the bidding process I thought I'd give it a try (there's a whole lot more background on this guy's inability to manage his company and his finances, but that's all over now).
Today I told him that I can't work this way. And it's a relief actually.
My notary business is picking up again and I've been able to get some more gigs as a production assistant for both live events and photo shoots. In addition there's an adult publishing company that is interested in my talents. So, while sometimes stressed, all in all better.
I have been able to catch up on some reading and have noted the books completed down below - will do reviews later.
Am spending the evening with about 30 5-7 year olds and their parents in Hancock Park.
I NEED A BOYFRIEND !:)
Friday, September 21, 2007
Air America
Can I just say how much this AM radio dial means to me. Stephanie Miller in the morning; I used to listen to her late at night in the mid - 90's after I would get done teaching aerobics in the valley. And I said then as I say now, this chica has talent, brains and humor. And lo ten years later, she gets me thru the morning. Stephanie and the mooks - I LOVES YA!
Then there's Thom Hartman. Is this not the smartest guy on the radio - EVER!!!! I find myself listening intently to the minutia of oh so many bills, clutching the stearing wheel of my car. And then afterwards asking myself, can you believe you were actually listening to trade issues related to early american tariffs?????
Randi Rhodes is a category all by herself. My petit rather elderly mother in Arizona who had moved there after living 65 years in North Dakota, loves her. BUT, she asks, is she a big black woman from New York? Not that that matters...to which I laugh uproariously. No mother, she's a HOT jewish girl from Florida who now lives in New York. Oh, ok I guess I like her then. Altho I don't always agree with Randi, she sounds a lot like my late friend and mentor in the advertising business, Harry Taylor that I adore her as much as I adored him. God grant him peace.
And then there's Ed Schultz. I remember when he used to coach football. That's how far Eddie and I go back. I was there in Fargo when he was the local golden boy. AND I LIKED HIM THEM. I am so proud of him and Fargo for having succeeded in creating a national show that is true and honest and progressive. If there was anyway they could use me here in Los Angeles, I would.
I sometimes feel like Forrest Gump in that I've been on the edge of so many popular things........
RUN FOREST RUN !!!!!
Fargo and North Dakota are about those spirits I've mentioned before. Education, Responsibility Tolerance, and care.
Then there's Thom Hartman. Is this not the smartest guy on the radio - EVER!!!! I find myself listening intently to the minutia of oh so many bills, clutching the stearing wheel of my car. And then afterwards asking myself, can you believe you were actually listening to trade issues related to early american tariffs?????
Randi Rhodes is a category all by herself. My petit rather elderly mother in Arizona who had moved there after living 65 years in North Dakota, loves her. BUT, she asks, is she a big black woman from New York? Not that that matters...to which I laugh uproariously. No mother, she's a HOT jewish girl from Florida who now lives in New York. Oh, ok I guess I like her then. Altho I don't always agree with Randi, she sounds a lot like my late friend and mentor in the advertising business, Harry Taylor that I adore her as much as I adored him. God grant him peace.
And then there's Ed Schultz. I remember when he used to coach football. That's how far Eddie and I go back. I was there in Fargo when he was the local golden boy. AND I LIKED HIM THEM. I am so proud of him and Fargo for having succeeded in creating a national show that is true and honest and progressive. If there was anyway they could use me here in Los Angeles, I would.
I sometimes feel like Forrest Gump in that I've been on the edge of so many popular things........
RUN FOREST RUN !!!!!
Fargo and North Dakota are about those spirits I've mentioned before. Education, Responsibility Tolerance, and care.
Monday, September 17, 2007
Armchair quarterbacking and John Kerry
Alright, so on TPM (www.talkingpointsmemo.com) there is a special clip of John Kerry and John McCain from last Sunday's NBC's Meet the Press. Go see the clip.
I freely admit I contributed to the Kerry Campaign--and I voted enthusiastically for him.
As of late, I am so sick of those individuals who fault him for his campaign and for NOT winning. From the campaign manager who was a putz to all the left leaning media and blogs who reem him for not attacking back after the swift boat advertising blitz. Yes, there were campaign faults. However, look at the salient points:
The election was stolen in Ohio as it was in Florida in '00. Blame our own inability to fight back and challenge, blame our own inability to get more voting machines, blame our own inability to challenge as those fanatics did in Florida in 2000--those same individuals who have been appointed to various positions in the Justice Department.
That man John Kerry has more integrity and honor than at least 99% of the current US Senate who think they should be president. But we know now from experience that the man or woman who should be president won't be president, if we don't fight smartly and aggressively on the ground. Sorry folks, we have to roll up our own sleeves and deal with the slings and arrows thrown at our person, our party, and our leader in order to vefrify their ascension to that office.
Al Gore should have been President for the past 8 years and then maybe John Kerry would have continued that legacy.... the Goracle could have created that permanent Democratic Majority that FDR bequethed us, had it not been for that poison of the Republican Party that now controls said same institution.
These were the lessons to be learned.
While nostalgia harkens for a more bipartisan world where we as life long liberals pine for the likes of a Teddy Roosevelt or an Eisenhower, or even a Nelson Rockefeller who understood that when it came to principles, when it was proper to challenge and debate and even differ, as americans Democrat or Republican, we still care for the U.S. Consititution. and what it still means and stands for, for each and every one of us - each man , woman, black or white, german or italaian, persecuted or not, this is the land that says "Come to me, your sick, your afflicted, your torn. Regardless, my beacon shines to protect all those who huddle in fear. For I am the United States of America !
FOR WE ARE THAT CITY ON THE HILL, WELCOMING ALL WHO DESIRE FREEDOM AND INDIVIDUAL RESPONSIBILITY. For this ALL WE ASK IS THAT YOU TAKE PART IN THIS THING CALLED DEMOCRACY. That you pay your fair share of taxes, that you become involved in your community and that you commit your families to education, and that above all else, YOU VOTE. For it is that educated, participating electorate, thru our educated children, in whom we place our faith and trust to navigate our ship of state to protect us all.
This trust has been encapsulated in our U.S. Constitution and our U.S. Bill of RIghts. Print them out in a small handpaper form and carry them with you.This is the evidence of that brilliance of our many Congressional Forefathers - who knew of what they spoke. These were men and women who faced the fears of their convictions, knowing, that there is a promised land -- that being our land, the United States of America.
It is at this point that one should pause and however each individual chooses to personally honor, those brave souls of 220 years ago, who were deemed "traitor" upon affixing their seals of approval to said documents. Yet they did. For they knew in their hearts and minds, that this experiment called Democracy was worth their very own hearts and minds. They forefeit their lives for taking such a stand; can you say that you have taken such a stand to uphold their honor?
They took a chance, a chance that could have cost them their lives, to form a more perfect union. How is it today that you honor those choices. By restricting Habeous Corpus? By politicizing the Justice Department? By not taking care of our own after Katrina? By letting 47 million of your fellow brethren suffer with no health insurance? By making the elderly choose between rent and medication? By allowing the youth of this nation to choose between schools and gangs?
My heart goes out to those Iraqis we are trying to liberate. However, my heart bleeds, my heart rends, my heart aches for those Americans we have not been able to heal and educate because of some leaders misguided illusions of grandeur. There was a phrase that I think is appropriate. Wherein it said, Physician, Heal Thy Self. It is now time .....
America, Heal Thy Self. As we Heal ourselves and thrive, then can we truly try to help others.
Not until all of our service men and women are fully cared for, not until our fellow countrymen are healed and care for, can we justly go about healing and caring for the world. Our family first.
This is the least we can do to honor those men and women from so long ago who risked life and livliehood and as NPR said this morning, ratified this document the U.S. Constitution in 1789.
Happy Birthday !!!!!
God Bless your souls and may you live forever in your makers kingdom.
I freely admit I contributed to the Kerry Campaign--and I voted enthusiastically for him.
As of late, I am so sick of those individuals who fault him for his campaign and for NOT winning. From the campaign manager who was a putz to all the left leaning media and blogs who reem him for not attacking back after the swift boat advertising blitz. Yes, there were campaign faults. However, look at the salient points:
The election was stolen in Ohio as it was in Florida in '00. Blame our own inability to fight back and challenge, blame our own inability to get more voting machines, blame our own inability to challenge as those fanatics did in Florida in 2000--those same individuals who have been appointed to various positions in the Justice Department.
That man John Kerry has more integrity and honor than at least 99% of the current US Senate who think they should be president. But we know now from experience that the man or woman who should be president won't be president, if we don't fight smartly and aggressively on the ground. Sorry folks, we have to roll up our own sleeves and deal with the slings and arrows thrown at our person, our party, and our leader in order to vefrify their ascension to that office.
Al Gore should have been President for the past 8 years and then maybe John Kerry would have continued that legacy.... the Goracle could have created that permanent Democratic Majority that FDR bequethed us, had it not been for that poison of the Republican Party that now controls said same institution.
These were the lessons to be learned.
While nostalgia harkens for a more bipartisan world where we as life long liberals pine for the likes of a Teddy Roosevelt or an Eisenhower, or even a Nelson Rockefeller who understood that when it came to principles, when it was proper to challenge and debate and even differ, as americans Democrat or Republican, we still care for the U.S. Consititution. and what it still means and stands for, for each and every one of us - each man , woman, black or white, german or italaian, persecuted or not, this is the land that says "Come to me, your sick, your afflicted, your torn. Regardless, my beacon shines to protect all those who huddle in fear. For I am the United States of America !
FOR WE ARE THAT CITY ON THE HILL, WELCOMING ALL WHO DESIRE FREEDOM AND INDIVIDUAL RESPONSIBILITY. For this ALL WE ASK IS THAT YOU TAKE PART IN THIS THING CALLED DEMOCRACY. That you pay your fair share of taxes, that you become involved in your community and that you commit your families to education, and that above all else, YOU VOTE. For it is that educated, participating electorate, thru our educated children, in whom we place our faith and trust to navigate our ship of state to protect us all.
This trust has been encapsulated in our U.S. Constitution and our U.S. Bill of RIghts. Print them out in a small handpaper form and carry them with you.This is the evidence of that brilliance of our many Congressional Forefathers - who knew of what they spoke. These were men and women who faced the fears of their convictions, knowing, that there is a promised land -- that being our land, the United States of America.
It is at this point that one should pause and however each individual chooses to personally honor, those brave souls of 220 years ago, who were deemed "traitor" upon affixing their seals of approval to said documents. Yet they did. For they knew in their hearts and minds, that this experiment called Democracy was worth their very own hearts and minds. They forefeit their lives for taking such a stand; can you say that you have taken such a stand to uphold their honor?
They took a chance, a chance that could have cost them their lives, to form a more perfect union. How is it today that you honor those choices. By restricting Habeous Corpus? By politicizing the Justice Department? By not taking care of our own after Katrina? By letting 47 million of your fellow brethren suffer with no health insurance? By making the elderly choose between rent and medication? By allowing the youth of this nation to choose between schools and gangs?
My heart goes out to those Iraqis we are trying to liberate. However, my heart bleeds, my heart rends, my heart aches for those Americans we have not been able to heal and educate because of some leaders misguided illusions of grandeur. There was a phrase that I think is appropriate. Wherein it said, Physician, Heal Thy Self. It is now time .....
America, Heal Thy Self. As we Heal ourselves and thrive, then can we truly try to help others.
Not until all of our service men and women are fully cared for, not until our fellow countrymen are healed and care for, can we justly go about healing and caring for the world. Our family first.
This is the least we can do to honor those men and women from so long ago who risked life and livliehood and as NPR said this morning, ratified this document the U.S. Constitution in 1789.
Happy Birthday !!!!!
God Bless your souls and may you live forever in your makers kingdom.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Cate Blanchette Is AMAZING !
Ok, so on the side I work as a PA (Production Assistant) for both live events and photo shoots.
Yesterday I worked two photo shoots. One from 7.30 AM till 6:00 PM with Christie Brinkley and the next from 6:30 till 10:30 PM with Cate Blanchette.
Let me just say this, Christie Brinkely is just as beautiful today as she has ever been. And what a wonderful daughter she is; her parents came by the shoot and you could tell the apple didn't fall far from the tree. Her elderly mother had the same stunning smile as her daughter.
OMG - Cate has to be one of THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMEN that I have ever seen photographed. As I was already a fan from her performance in Elizabeth (the FIrst) and while I admired her work in both The Talented Mr. Ripley and Babel, nothing can compare to watching her in person.
Talent, brains, presonality, creativity and lastly looks - this is the definition of GLAMOUR.
BRAVA BRAVA to both women!
Yesterday I worked two photo shoots. One from 7.30 AM till 6:00 PM with Christie Brinkley and the next from 6:30 till 10:30 PM with Cate Blanchette.
Let me just say this, Christie Brinkely is just as beautiful today as she has ever been. And what a wonderful daughter she is; her parents came by the shoot and you could tell the apple didn't fall far from the tree. Her elderly mother had the same stunning smile as her daughter.
OMG - Cate has to be one of THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMEN that I have ever seen photographed. As I was already a fan from her performance in Elizabeth (the FIrst) and while I admired her work in both The Talented Mr. Ripley and Babel, nothing can compare to watching her in person.
Talent, brains, presonality, creativity and lastly looks - this is the definition of GLAMOUR.
BRAVA BRAVA to both women!
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Monday, August 13, 2007
Bernie's 50th, Gay Dads, and Seattle of all places
While I've wanted to log in for a couple of days now, a mild depression seemed to have overtaken me briefly. One of my nearest and dearest friends Bernie celebrated is 50th Birthday last Friday evening with a lovely catered dinner at his home for 30 friends. His actual birthday was the 6th, but he and his partner Ernie (sometimes I will refer to them as BnE) and their 3 girls were in New Mexico with the girls' birth mother.
Friday was actually my 43rd birthday.
10 years ago I helped throw Bernie's 40th at their amazing house(re: BOYS and Parties) in the Hollywood Hills above Chateau Marmont. To say that things have changed in the past 10 years is an understatement of great magnitude. None the less, I went in to Friday night with low expectations because after all, it was MY BIRTHDAY - but it wasn't about me, and to my surprise I had a really good time.
Flying in for the dinner was my long time ago boyfriend Chris - who had recently moved from Newport Beach to San Mateo in Northern California in pursuit of a new life and career. Do you still call them your Ex if it's been, what 9-10 years since we broke up? While I have not dated anyone of significance in the ensuing time frame, I know he has. It wasn't a pretty breakup and while I have always wished/hoped for some sort of friendship (my twisted thinking, that having loved someone, they do deserve some nominal space in your heart - I guess if not for pity). However, that never happened. And I know I am at as much fault as I perceive him to be. Oh yeah and did I mention that his birthday is the day after mine? Two Leos - was this doomed before it even started?;)
In any event, his smile was as adorable as always and I actually enjoyed his company for the first time in many instances.
That was the lead in I was going to write in response to an article on SLOG - it's a link I have at the left of this page, that goes to this great blog in Seattle where Dan Savage writes quite frequently. I don't know when I first heard of him, if it was when I started working at OUT Magazine and went to NYC every month or what, but I find his intelligence, humor and vulgarity so very much fun.
My train of thought almost blew past the station.
He wrote, I think it was on Saturday about a club meeting in Seattle for gay dads and their kids. Having read of his experiences as a gay parent, it was nice to hear of such a group forming (?) in Seattle. However, talk about triggering a trip down memory lane. Hang on and see if you can keep up.
The afore mentioned friends Bernie and Ernie moved from Washington, DC to LA in September of 1994. I had met Bernie on a trip he had taken here in June over Gay Pride when he had stayed with a mutual friend named Freeman. Over July 4th weekend in Provincetown (2 weeks later) I was to meet a boy who lived in Cleveland whom I thought was to become the love of my life, his name being Chris (see above).
So BnE and I become friends when they moved here in September; Chris moves to Chicago in September as well and we start dating long distance. Of course BnE, when they finally meet Chris become fast friends with him.
BnE at this time, are very social and very much a part of the Hollywood Scene, with parties galour at their fabulous house. Over the course of time Chris and I and BnE would become such good friends that we would eventually cook together, take trips together and even, and I won't deny this, would attend the "dreaded" Circuit Events together. Now this was a time when the Circuit was in it's infancy and while you can say what you will about it now, we had a lot of fun over those early years. We had lots of sober fun as well, but this is just to give some context,
The following June after we had all met, Chris calls to tell me (he's still living in Chicago - he won't move to Newport for another year) that his two dearest friends whom he's known for years, Dan and Ron are going to be moving to LA and could I be a contact/touchstone for them. Of course I said sure.
Dan was slightly older than me, a very white, preppy boy from New England whom I bonded with immediately (sidebar - Dan and I had a special relationship because of my meeting Chris on the 4th of July on that day in '94 that I'll go into later). Ron was as much his opposite, a girlie Philipino from Kentucky (go freakin figure). To this day I remember the first restaurant in West Hollywood that I took Dan to when I met him (Benvenuto in case you're wondering).
Over the ensuing years, all of us would get together (Dan and Ron and Chris, and Bernie and Ernie and me) sporadically; Dan was a lawyer, in downtown LA, a conservative Catholic gay man, and Ron was a princess who managed several different GAP stores on the Westside; they're circle of friends and mine didn't always connect or overlap, except for the once in a while when we would all have dinner with Bernie and Ernie.
A few years after Dan and Ron had moved here, they had an opportunity that would change untold lives-- a note, these guys weren't out to their parents altho they'd been together for about 10 years - I remind you this was back in '96/'97 - I think the story goes that a cousin became pregnant and the chance came for Dan and Ron to adopt her unwanted little boy.
The two became three and they became Dan and Ron and David.
During this period (coming out to your families AND adopting a child), Dan formed a support group here in LA called Pop Luck for the small group of gay men who had kids at that time. They had to meet in a synagogue on La Brea because no church would have them at that time.
Shortly after this, Bernie and Ernie decided that they were going to give up their partying ways for they had talked for years about this, that they wanted to have children. Through their surrogacy process over the course of 4 years that produced their daughters they also became part of Pop Luck, which at one point (I think) had up to 300 members - an amazing growth.
To tie all this up, as I said before at Bernie's 40th it was all BOYS BOYS BOYS and adolescent fun. While this last Friday evening was fun but in a way different order. There were only 3 gay men and one gay couple. The rest of the party consisted of the people who are now in their lives. Parents with kids - and all of the parents straight;
That's not to say that they still don't have contact with a number of their gay and lesbian friends who have kids, it's just that in LA once your kids start pre-school and K-9, it's their new friends and those parents whom you form your nucleus around--regardless of your orietation.
And when I read about the group in Seattle I thought about all of this and the support club for gay parents and how important that support will always out of necessity be...... and I remembered Dan and Ron and little David.
They were on one of the two flites from Boston on 9/11.
Peace.
Friday was actually my 43rd birthday.
10 years ago I helped throw Bernie's 40th at their amazing house(re: BOYS and Parties) in the Hollywood Hills above Chateau Marmont. To say that things have changed in the past 10 years is an understatement of great magnitude. None the less, I went in to Friday night with low expectations because after all, it was MY BIRTHDAY - but it wasn't about me, and to my surprise I had a really good time.
Flying in for the dinner was my long time ago boyfriend Chris - who had recently moved from Newport Beach to San Mateo in Northern California in pursuit of a new life and career. Do you still call them your Ex if it's been, what 9-10 years since we broke up? While I have not dated anyone of significance in the ensuing time frame, I know he has. It wasn't a pretty breakup and while I have always wished/hoped for some sort of friendship (my twisted thinking, that having loved someone, they do deserve some nominal space in your heart - I guess if not for pity). However, that never happened. And I know I am at as much fault as I perceive him to be. Oh yeah and did I mention that his birthday is the day after mine? Two Leos - was this doomed before it even started?;)
In any event, his smile was as adorable as always and I actually enjoyed his company for the first time in many instances.
That was the lead in I was going to write in response to an article on SLOG - it's a link I have at the left of this page, that goes to this great blog in Seattle where Dan Savage writes quite frequently. I don't know when I first heard of him, if it was when I started working at OUT Magazine and went to NYC every month or what, but I find his intelligence, humor and vulgarity so very much fun.
My train of thought almost blew past the station.
He wrote, I think it was on Saturday about a club meeting in Seattle for gay dads and their kids. Having read of his experiences as a gay parent, it was nice to hear of such a group forming (?) in Seattle. However, talk about triggering a trip down memory lane. Hang on and see if you can keep up.
The afore mentioned friends Bernie and Ernie moved from Washington, DC to LA in September of 1994. I had met Bernie on a trip he had taken here in June over Gay Pride when he had stayed with a mutual friend named Freeman. Over July 4th weekend in Provincetown (2 weeks later) I was to meet a boy who lived in Cleveland whom I thought was to become the love of my life, his name being Chris (see above).
So BnE and I become friends when they moved here in September; Chris moves to Chicago in September as well and we start dating long distance. Of course BnE, when they finally meet Chris become fast friends with him.
BnE at this time, are very social and very much a part of the Hollywood Scene, with parties galour at their fabulous house. Over the course of time Chris and I and BnE would become such good friends that we would eventually cook together, take trips together and even, and I won't deny this, would attend the "dreaded" Circuit Events together. Now this was a time when the Circuit was in it's infancy and while you can say what you will about it now, we had a lot of fun over those early years. We had lots of sober fun as well, but this is just to give some context,
The following June after we had all met, Chris calls to tell me (he's still living in Chicago - he won't move to Newport for another year) that his two dearest friends whom he's known for years, Dan and Ron are going to be moving to LA and could I be a contact/touchstone for them. Of course I said sure.
Dan was slightly older than me, a very white, preppy boy from New England whom I bonded with immediately (sidebar - Dan and I had a special relationship because of my meeting Chris on the 4th of July on that day in '94 that I'll go into later). Ron was as much his opposite, a girlie Philipino from Kentucky (go freakin figure). To this day I remember the first restaurant in West Hollywood that I took Dan to when I met him (Benvenuto in case you're wondering).
Over the ensuing years, all of us would get together (Dan and Ron and Chris, and Bernie and Ernie and me) sporadically; Dan was a lawyer, in downtown LA, a conservative Catholic gay man, and Ron was a princess who managed several different GAP stores on the Westside; they're circle of friends and mine didn't always connect or overlap, except for the once in a while when we would all have dinner with Bernie and Ernie.
A few years after Dan and Ron had moved here, they had an opportunity that would change untold lives-- a note, these guys weren't out to their parents altho they'd been together for about 10 years - I remind you this was back in '96/'97 - I think the story goes that a cousin became pregnant and the chance came for Dan and Ron to adopt her unwanted little boy.
The two became three and they became Dan and Ron and David.
During this period (coming out to your families AND adopting a child), Dan formed a support group here in LA called Pop Luck for the small group of gay men who had kids at that time. They had to meet in a synagogue on La Brea because no church would have them at that time.
Shortly after this, Bernie and Ernie decided that they were going to give up their partying ways for they had talked for years about this, that they wanted to have children. Through their surrogacy process over the course of 4 years that produced their daughters they also became part of Pop Luck, which at one point (I think) had up to 300 members - an amazing growth.
To tie all this up, as I said before at Bernie's 40th it was all BOYS BOYS BOYS and adolescent fun. While this last Friday evening was fun but in a way different order. There were only 3 gay men and one gay couple. The rest of the party consisted of the people who are now in their lives. Parents with kids - and all of the parents straight;
That's not to say that they still don't have contact with a number of their gay and lesbian friends who have kids, it's just that in LA once your kids start pre-school and K-9, it's their new friends and those parents whom you form your nucleus around--regardless of your orietation.
And when I read about the group in Seattle I thought about all of this and the support club for gay parents and how important that support will always out of necessity be...... and I remembered Dan and Ron and little David.
They were on one of the two flites from Boston on 9/11.
Peace.
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Halsted Days in Chicago
Oh so many years ago it seems, I always liked this weekend as it was both my and my boyfriend's birthdays; he lived in Chicago and I lived here in Los Angeles.
I am reminded of this as my cute Italian language tutor is off to Chicago tomorrow and was so excited to hear that there is SO MUCH BOY FUN to be had in the city this weekend.
Who was it that said," Ah youth, it's wasted on the youth!"
I am reminded of this as my cute Italian language tutor is off to Chicago tomorrow and was so excited to hear that there is SO MUCH BOY FUN to be had in the city this weekend.
Who was it that said," Ah youth, it's wasted on the youth!"
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
What an amazing 10 year relationship this has been. I finished the book at 2.30 this morning, having stood in line at 12.01 yesterday morning.
My friend Bernie and I began this last chapter in the life of the Harry Potter series at approximately 2 PM, Saturday July 21, 2007 at the pool of the hotel Casa Del Mar in Santa Monica, where his long time companion Ernie had reserved us a room by the pool so that we could just read, uninterupted (Berne and Ernie have 3 daughters under the age of 7). It was a wonderful idea and a great advance birthday gift (Bernie and I have birthdays 5 days apart in August - the LEO part of August).
While we took one half hour break for cocktails and one 1 hour break for dinner (and while I made Bernie take a short break so that I could catch up to him), we finished the book around 2.00 / 2.30, Sunday morning.
All I can say is Thank you to J.K. Rowling. This has to have been for me, one of the most fun and exhilirating experiences of the last 10 years. I have loved reading since my mother first read to me the story Where the Red Fern Grows. I remember sharing with my grandfather the John Jakes Americanna series. Reading, especially fiction has always been my hobby and my respite from the real world.
Harry Potter it seems while we have known you for the last 10 years, it seems we hardly knew ye.
My friend Bernie and I began this last chapter in the life of the Harry Potter series at approximately 2 PM, Saturday July 21, 2007 at the pool of the hotel Casa Del Mar in Santa Monica, where his long time companion Ernie had reserved us a room by the pool so that we could just read, uninterupted (Berne and Ernie have 3 daughters under the age of 7). It was a wonderful idea and a great advance birthday gift (Bernie and I have birthdays 5 days apart in August - the LEO part of August).
While we took one half hour break for cocktails and one 1 hour break for dinner (and while I made Bernie take a short break so that I could catch up to him), we finished the book around 2.00 / 2.30, Sunday morning.
All I can say is Thank you to J.K. Rowling. This has to have been for me, one of the most fun and exhilirating experiences of the last 10 years. I have loved reading since my mother first read to me the story Where the Red Fern Grows. I remember sharing with my grandfather the John Jakes Americanna series. Reading, especially fiction has always been my hobby and my respite from the real world.
Harry Potter it seems while we have known you for the last 10 years, it seems we hardly knew ye.
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Friday, June 29, 2007
Sea of Love
What seems like an eternity ago, I saw the movie Sea of Love with Al Pacino and Ellen Barkin. There was a scene where they called each other and agreed to meet at a bodega of all places. She was in a trench coat with nothing on underneath and there was this song playing as she and Pacino went thru this, for lack of a better phrase, mating ritual. It was this song by Sade, Siempre Hay Esperanza, that has always stuck with me as the MOST SEDUCTIVE SONG EVER.
In any event, fast forward to the summer of late July 1994, and I was flying to Cleveland for a hazardous waste conference, and also to meet this boy I had met earlier in the month in Provincetown, MA and I brought one cd with me.
That same Sade CD.
As I said in one of my original posts, the story of how I met this boy and and the subsequent relationship is a lovely story that I'lll post soon.
In any event, fast forward to the summer of late July 1994, and I was flying to Cleveland for a hazardous waste conference, and also to meet this boy I had met earlier in the month in Provincetown, MA and I brought one cd with me.
That same Sade CD.
As I said in one of my original posts, the story of how I met this boy and and the subsequent relationship is a lovely story that I'lll post soon.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
What's up with Amtrack or what's up with diabetics?
So, I was reading on the CNN this morning on-line an article about an elderly man who was forced off an Amtrack train in the middle of some national park in Arizona because he was acting "rude and disorderly." They haven't found him yet. His family says that he's a diabetic and that he was most likely having an insulin reaction.
Ok folks, first of all-- how in the world could Amtrack have a procedure that involves forcibly removing someone at a drop location in the middle of fucking no where (the man was supposedly about 65 years of age).
And second of all, what diabetic is not going to say or acknowledge that they are in fact a diabetic and something's wrong?
I've been a diabetic now for almost 22 years. I was diagnosed when I had just graduated from college. Yeah it sucks, but it is in fact a very manageable chronic disease. All of my friends know this and have at some point, experienced my saying to them.... I NEED SUGAR NOW !
Not long ago I was at a screening of DreamGirls on the studio lot. They had to stop the movie half way through because a woman went into an insulin reaction and her friend started freaking out. One of the guys in my group was a doctor so he ran over to her, but not before the amazing studio emergency team was there. Within 15 minutes all was well. But the studio didn't make the woman go stand in a corner or in the parking lot for behaving oddly.
I hi-lite these two situations because as a diabetic I have to own my health. I have to own, 24/7 my blood sugar. I've become very aware of my eating, my exercise, my insulin--because I HAVE TO. It's not fun, insurance sucks, but it's my issue.
I was paid a somewhat off handed compliment by a friend of mine a few years ago at of all places, a circuit party in Palm Springs (circuit party: a large dance party with more gay men than you can imagine) who said, ya knowTom, in all the years I've know you and all the events we've been togther, you have never let your diabetes get in the way - at least with us.
Now, this is not to say that there haven't been times when I've been aware that things are happening with my system, it's just that I am so attuned always and that I mentally monitor what's going on and deal with it all whenever I need to.
It's my responsibility, after all.
Ok folks, first of all-- how in the world could Amtrack have a procedure that involves forcibly removing someone at a drop location in the middle of fucking no where (the man was supposedly about 65 years of age).
And second of all, what diabetic is not going to say or acknowledge that they are in fact a diabetic and something's wrong?
I've been a diabetic now for almost 22 years. I was diagnosed when I had just graduated from college. Yeah it sucks, but it is in fact a very manageable chronic disease. All of my friends know this and have at some point, experienced my saying to them.... I NEED SUGAR NOW !
Not long ago I was at a screening of DreamGirls on the studio lot. They had to stop the movie half way through because a woman went into an insulin reaction and her friend started freaking out. One of the guys in my group was a doctor so he ran over to her, but not before the amazing studio emergency team was there. Within 15 minutes all was well. But the studio didn't make the woman go stand in a corner or in the parking lot for behaving oddly.
I hi-lite these two situations because as a diabetic I have to own my health. I have to own, 24/7 my blood sugar. I've become very aware of my eating, my exercise, my insulin--because I HAVE TO. It's not fun, insurance sucks, but it's my issue.
I was paid a somewhat off handed compliment by a friend of mine a few years ago at of all places, a circuit party in Palm Springs (circuit party: a large dance party with more gay men than you can imagine) who said, ya knowTom, in all the years I've know you and all the events we've been togther, you have never let your diabetes get in the way - at least with us.
Now, this is not to say that there haven't been times when I've been aware that things are happening with my system, it's just that I am so attuned always and that I mentally monitor what's going on and deal with it all whenever I need to.
It's my responsibility, after all.
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Ocean's 13
Ok, so a while ago I said that I have always been in love with Enrique Iglesias when I should have said, I've always been infatuated with him-- not unlike a teenage girl.
The man I'm truly in love with is George Clooney. C'mon, who among us isn't enchanted with his charm, brains, looks, his committment to progressive causes, his endeavors to raise awareness about Darfur, and above all else, his keen sense of humor.
So, I liked the movie...
The man I'm truly in love with is George Clooney. C'mon, who among us isn't enchanted with his charm, brains, looks, his committment to progressive causes, his endeavors to raise awareness about Darfur, and above all else, his keen sense of humor.
So, I liked the movie...
Friday, June 22, 2007
At What Point Does America Wake Up and
Give these jokers the boot? Are there no Republicans with any sense of decency who will come to the aid of the Constitution? What additional part of said Constitution does the Vice President have to tear or shred for them to finally say enough?
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Secretary of the Smithsonian
How do I get this job? 70 weeks of vacation over 7 years, doubling of salary, a housing allowance, time off to sit on other company's boards and make millions, is there anything that he didn't get?
Oh, and then get a load of what his secretary made.
Pigs at the trough of public money.
01/20/2009 can't come quick enough.
Oh, and then get a load of what his secretary made.
Pigs at the trough of public money.
01/20/2009 can't come quick enough.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
It's About Time Someone Took Sen. Lieberman To Task
And no better person to do that than Gen. Wesley Clark - go read at The Huffington Post.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
An Inconvenient Truth
I want to send an email to my extended family of friends -- why is this man not our President--which is of course a rhetorical question? Granted, I am biased; while I truly think that the John Edwards Campaign best represents what is possible for and in America, I have got to tell you, the moment Al Gore gets in the campaign, the moment I am there.
I spent some time today with one of my closest friends who is as in tune with American politics as I like to think I am; and he noted, somewhat exhaustingly that he is just tired of Gore's voice, ie the whole lockbox repetition. And I, somewhat ambigously said, yeah whatever.
Whatever, NO !
There come's a point in your life when you have to say, ok, there is more than what just affects me.
I spent some time today with one of my closest friends who is as in tune with American politics as I like to think I am; and he noted, somewhat exhaustingly that he is just tired of Gore's voice, ie the whole lockbox repetition. And I, somewhat ambigously said, yeah whatever.
Whatever, NO !
There come's a point in your life when you have to say, ok, there is more than what just affects me.
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
"Whatever you do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power & magic in it."
by Goethe.
I've had this quote framed with me since 1986. And while I've discarded 99% of the detritus since that time, this has remained. Go figure.
I've had this quote framed with me since 1986. And while I've discarded 99% of the detritus since that time, this has remained. Go figure.
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Ok, so I've always been in love with Enrique Iglesias
Go to www.acausedesgarcons.com, I know it's in French and I have no idea what it says, but he has a video posted from YouTube of a live performance of Enrique's. In this video, Enrique is singing to a young man on stage who is obviously just as smitten with Enrigue as I would be. And it's just so nice to see how Enrique performs to this guy. AND it's fantastic how much the crowd loves the whole thing as well.
What a nice fellow this Mr. Iglesias is.
(Go to YouTube and type in Enrigue Iglesias Boy Kiss)
What a nice fellow this Mr. Iglesias is.
(Go to YouTube and type in Enrigue Iglesias Boy Kiss)
"Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus"
Link to an LA Times article today, 5 June 2007 about Professor David Scholer of Fuller Theological Semindary in Pasadena.
Just a daily reminder of putting things in perspective.
Just a daily reminder of putting things in perspective.
Sunday, June 3, 2007
Book Reviews
Once I figure out how this whole process works, I'm going to add a section on book reviews. That's basically what got me started thinking about a blog. I tend to have 6 or 7 books going at the same time and I have friends who've asked me for reading suggestions. I have a wide variety of interests and so it's really kind of fun for me when asked for suggestions.
In any event, I just happened to be going through recipes today - I read the top 4 cooking magazines pretty regularly and cull recipes and put them in page protectors in a 3-ring binder no less (for that some day when I make all of the recipes in one big meal!)- when on the shelf above the cook books was a book by David Sedaris, Me Talk Pretty One Day.
He is one of the wittiest observers of life I have ever read. I just sat down, opened the book to a random page and began reading. Within moments, whether I'd read the stories before, I was chuckling, giggling, and full out laughing as if it all were brand new (maybe the drugs have killed more long term memory cells that I'd like to admit).
My next leap of thought goes to the site Whiskey Fire where there is a guest blogger named VA. And he kind of encapsulates what I'm thinking about all this that is going on in current events.
These are people who communicate thoughts and stories in a manner I wish I could. It is inspiring; Mr. Sedaris being of my generation and from what I can surmise, Mr. VA being of the Generation Z-- what are they calling newbie college grads these days? They are both observant and involved.
In any event, I just happened to be going through recipes today - I read the top 4 cooking magazines pretty regularly and cull recipes and put them in page protectors in a 3-ring binder no less (for that some day when I make all of the recipes in one big meal!)- when on the shelf above the cook books was a book by David Sedaris, Me Talk Pretty One Day.
He is one of the wittiest observers of life I have ever read. I just sat down, opened the book to a random page and began reading. Within moments, whether I'd read the stories before, I was chuckling, giggling, and full out laughing as if it all were brand new (maybe the drugs have killed more long term memory cells that I'd like to admit).
My next leap of thought goes to the site Whiskey Fire where there is a guest blogger named VA. And he kind of encapsulates what I'm thinking about all this that is going on in current events.
These are people who communicate thoughts and stories in a manner I wish I could. It is inspiring; Mr. Sedaris being of my generation and from what I can surmise, Mr. VA being of the Generation Z-- what are they calling newbie college grads these days? They are both observant and involved.
Do you remember the game Pong?
You know, that first of all video games where it simulated an across the screen game of either tennis or ping pong? Well, thus is my mind-set; wasn't there some TV routine maybe SNL or Monty Python that leapt to the: On a Totally Different Topic?
Why is that when buying a new car, the script hasn't changed in at least 20 years?
Yesterday I went to a Volvo dealership that I had actually contacted via the internet. Now, one would think that in this day in age, that with the advent of said internet and with the advancement of televised entertainment, that said dealer would contemplate the relative intelligence of the customer.
However, no. There was the whole "Let me go talk to my finance manager" spiel not once, but twice. This after I've told them I don't want to discuss buying right now, that I would willingly fill out the credit applications, knowing my checkered credit history and knowing full well that I'll need either a co-signor or a large cash down payment, yet none the less, we go through this charade.
Soured me once again on that whole process. However, as we know, Los Angeles is all about the car culture so I have to go through with this.
ARGH!!
I've done the whole on-line purchasing of a car - 6 years ago to be exact. And I have to be honest, that experience was amazing. I used CarsDirect.com and would do so again if financing weren't an issue.
Having read the above I realize that the only issues involved are self-imposed and I need to stop with the self-imposed fear.
Oh wait, where's my copy of The Secret???? :)
Why is that when buying a new car, the script hasn't changed in at least 20 years?
Yesterday I went to a Volvo dealership that I had actually contacted via the internet. Now, one would think that in this day in age, that with the advent of said internet and with the advancement of televised entertainment, that said dealer would contemplate the relative intelligence of the customer.
However, no. There was the whole "Let me go talk to my finance manager" spiel not once, but twice. This after I've told them I don't want to discuss buying right now, that I would willingly fill out the credit applications, knowing my checkered credit history and knowing full well that I'll need either a co-signor or a large cash down payment, yet none the less, we go through this charade.
Soured me once again on that whole process. However, as we know, Los Angeles is all about the car culture so I have to go through with this.
ARGH!!
I've done the whole on-line purchasing of a car - 6 years ago to be exact. And I have to be honest, that experience was amazing. I used CarsDirect.com and would do so again if financing weren't an issue.
Having read the above I realize that the only issues involved are self-imposed and I need to stop with the self-imposed fear.
Oh wait, where's my copy of The Secret???? :)
Saturday, June 2, 2007
Mid Life Questions
Now I know the whole idea of a blog is to keep a daily record of whatever it is you want to record, but I took a day off yesterday for health reasons - physical and mental.
On Yahoo today, one of their topics was on, "Is there such a thing as The One, in relationships." I of course had to click through to read the thoroughly inane topic addressed by a female match maker talking about her experiences with straight couples.
And after a cocktail or two, I thought I would comment.
Having been single for the better part of my dating years, I have to admit that there was one time in my life where I thought I had met THE ONE. I'll tell that story another time, but I wanted to note however that the topic comes to light as THE ONE who has more or less haunted my life for the last 10 years (since he dumped me) is now moving (THANK GOD) to another part of the state. I found this out yesterday and while it doesn't really affect me, it kinda did.
So while yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus, yes there does exist THE ONE. I know that I'm being naive and romantic or what -have-you, but I have to tell you, that feeling is a once in a lifetime feeling you don't forget--which sucks at times.
Don't get me wrong, there's a difference between THE ONE and soul mates; I am so blessed with 4 soul mates whom I would never in a lifetime, sleep with-- I couldn't get through this life without them. But they're not that ONE.
How does all this pertain to my header - Mid Life Questions?
I've been doing lot of self examination lately -- career, personal growth, a physical checklist,etc. And in all this, I'm now asking myself that soul searching question of why I even still think about him -- after so many years of not mattering to him? The old adage that actions speak louder than words--or his lack of any actions or thoughts, that I have chosen to so ignore all the while thinking that maybe someday he'd realize that simple friendship with me might be worth something - what is it that I can't just walk away and say, what a colossal waste of time?
On Yahoo today, one of their topics was on, "Is there such a thing as The One, in relationships." I of course had to click through to read the thoroughly inane topic addressed by a female match maker talking about her experiences with straight couples.
And after a cocktail or two, I thought I would comment.
Having been single for the better part of my dating years, I have to admit that there was one time in my life where I thought I had met THE ONE. I'll tell that story another time, but I wanted to note however that the topic comes to light as THE ONE who has more or less haunted my life for the last 10 years (since he dumped me) is now moving (THANK GOD) to another part of the state. I found this out yesterday and while it doesn't really affect me, it kinda did.
So while yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus, yes there does exist THE ONE. I know that I'm being naive and romantic or what -have-you, but I have to tell you, that feeling is a once in a lifetime feeling you don't forget--which sucks at times.
Don't get me wrong, there's a difference between THE ONE and soul mates; I am so blessed with 4 soul mates whom I would never in a lifetime, sleep with-- I couldn't get through this life without them. But they're not that ONE.
How does all this pertain to my header - Mid Life Questions?
I've been doing lot of self examination lately -- career, personal growth, a physical checklist,etc. And in all this, I'm now asking myself that soul searching question of why I even still think about him -- after so many years of not mattering to him? The old adage that actions speak louder than words--or his lack of any actions or thoughts, that I have chosen to so ignore all the while thinking that maybe someday he'd realize that simple friendship with me might be worth something - what is it that I can't just walk away and say, what a colossal waste of time?
Thursday, May 31, 2007
The Links on this Site - Politics, News, & Entertainment
Let me explain; the sites that I've picked to link here are the sites that I go to daily--as ritual. For instance, the 3 I can't live without are Talking Points Memo (Joshua Micah Marshall), The Huffington Post (Arianna Huffington), and Wonkette - the DC Snarkiest. These are what I wish I were able to write.
When I first started reading Talking Points Memo I so thought Mr. Marshall was gay because I could really relate to everything he wrote and read - alas. Arianna I used to absolutely loathe when she was married to Michael Huffington, but now, I would be one of those guys who carried the litter for her as for Queen Nympho in History of the World Part 1--I was so giddy seeing her at Ari's Oscar Party that I couldn't actually go up and say how much I admired her for coming around from the Dark Side! As for Wonkette, I have done more spit takes at work because of their erudition and snarkiness - and as humor and intelligence for me rank the highest, please go and par take of all these sites.
When I first started reading Talking Points Memo I so thought Mr. Marshall was gay because I could really relate to everything he wrote and read - alas. Arianna I used to absolutely loathe when she was married to Michael Huffington, but now, I would be one of those guys who carried the litter for her as for Queen Nympho in History of the World Part 1--I was so giddy seeing her at Ari's Oscar Party that I couldn't actually go up and say how much I admired her for coming around from the Dark Side! As for Wonkette, I have done more spit takes at work because of their erudition and snarkiness - and as humor and intelligence for me rank the highest, please go and par take of all these sites.
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After extensive research and polling, renowned Los Angeles PR agency BnE+3 developed the original version of the name for this project. This is the 3rd component of the Not Just Any brand.
Established in 2003, Not Just Any Notary became a leader in his own mind as a certified California Notary Public. Followed in 2004 by Not Just Any Consultant, he became a sub-contractor to a famous Los Angeles Event Producer. Not content with just notarizing and consulting, the brand today expands.
Established in 2003, Not Just Any Notary became a leader in his own mind as a certified California Notary Public. Followed in 2004 by Not Just Any Consultant, he became a sub-contractor to a famous Los Angeles Event Producer. Not content with just notarizing and consulting, the brand today expands.
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