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Thursday, September 17, 2009
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Location: inside all day
Mood: guilty
Music: You and me got so much to prove

The clock in front of Lincoln Center

KG Betty called me tonight from Korea to tell me the news.

Me: $50,000?! How big is something like that?
Her: Three carats.
Me: Jeez! Considering how short you are, y'should just wear it around your neck. Like Flavor Flav.

OK, I didn't say the Flavor Flav line, but I totally wanted to.

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Different conversation with a different woman.

Her
: Did your parents support your decisions growing up?
Me: Well, not so much during the 80s, 90s and 2000s. (pause) But I'm hoping this year'll be different.
Her: (pause then laughter)

They've actually always been mostly supportive of the truly questionable decisions my siblings and I've made in our past. Which is not to say they weren't typical in some respects, like our education, but they gave us a good amount of latitude. For that, I'm grateful.

My pastor once said that everything in our lives can be traced back to being born to the parents we were born to. That's so true - imagine your life if you were born to a Somalian farmer or a North Korean soldier.

My brother called me recently in the middle of the night. Apparently, my dad got lost. The thing is, he doesn't get lost. He just doesn't. Especially not in near home.

It's a small thing, yeah. But it bothers me greatly.

Me: Y'ok?
Him: Me? Don't worry, I'm fine. I just got a little...confused.
Me: (pause) Hey, I'm gonna come home for dinner this weekend.
Him: Oh, that's great! I'll cook.
Me: (slowly) Yeah, sounds great...


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