Sunday, July 31, 2005

enfance.....

This means childhood in french, which I learned from my good friend who lives in Canada.
enfance has played a part in..my character giving way to the coward that it had shaped many years ago.
The whole smoking fiasco I wrote about in my earlier post has got me thinking, and feeling like I should have ripped that cigarette right from his feeble mouth, and said, we will go to the coffe shop to smoke, or we will go home, but it will not be done in this car. It's easy for me to think of 100 different scenarios I could have played out, but when in the moment, I caved under resistance from "the parental units". I am 37 years old, and still, I sometimes feel the guilt of "steamrolling" my parents and scolding them about their filthy habits.

The weekend did get better, once I arrived back in San Jose. Not that the South Bay is the mecca of beauty, but it is home, and it is where the one I love resides. It took me a record 5 hours to get home, which was a far cry from the last trip I made, which only took 3.5 hours to get home. Traffic was heavy, and my little 4 cylinder honda had it tough going over Donner pass. Every time I would gain speed, a slow person would get in the left lane, just as I was starting up a steep grade. I would lose all of my momentum, and those cylinders could only keep me at about 60mph chug, chug, chug.
We saw "must love dogs" which was a very cute movie. a far cry from the crap "war of the worlds" we saw last weekend. We also rented Hide and Seek, which was a decent thriller. Liked it.
I will say that Laura and I have had a string of bad luck, when it comes to annoying sounds close to us during our movie going experiences. Today, there was grandma, sitting 3 seats away from us, smacking on candy. You would not believe the projection of sound grandma made from sucking on whatever candy, cough drop or ice she had in her mouth. the suction she was creating probably could have unclogged a drain. (bad visual, I apologize, but you get the point)

Random thought passing through my head before I retire for the evening......
Charro, she is an awesome guitarist. I havent said much relating to music lately, and though she is someone who because synonomous with "the Love Boat", Charro is 1 mean guitarist. I think we are going to try to see her in Vegas when she is playing there. That would top of the whole "american" experience for me, hoochie coochie in vegas baby!!! just to say I did.
back to packing......

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