Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea. —Henry Fielding

23 April 2004

My mom

My mother sent me an email this morning that said (among other things): I am getting ready to buy our golf dinner tickets.  I would be happy to purchase one for you and even for a companion if I can be assured you would like to attend.


She can be so supportive sometimes.  It makes a brotha feel loved.


If Zamora can front me gas money, I'm taking the CSULB job no matter what play it is.  I'll talk to him today.  It'll be a lot of work, I'm assuming, but I just want to direct again.  This is not me compromising.  This is me feeling like I haven't done any real work in a long fucking time.