Friday, July 3, 2009

My dad

My dad sends me messages like this

"I understand there's going to be a big party at the Staples Center on Tuesday...
sounds like a good place to avoid for the few days next week."

It's sweet that he's looking out for me, but he grows agitated whenever there are wildfires in Santa Barbara - somehow unaware of the 100 miles between there and my home.

We're about to spend 10 days together traveling through Israel.

Scary and exciting.

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