• Fireworks

    When I was growing up, we always spent Fourth of July with my father’s Aunt and Uncle, at their fabulous house in Toluca Lake. It was always a grand affair, and I looked forward to spending each Independence Day listening to Sousa marches, swimming in their enormous pool, and watching a fireworks show on the…

  • Home Again

    So the short version is: We’re back. We had an amazing trip, and now we’re home. The long version is: We’re both sick, I have a show tonight, and no time to write anything about what we did. But it was just weird to me to see this big empty space…so I filled it.