Responsibility, Star Wars, Mussels

[As I write, my parents are en route to a two-week venture to the Andes, and this time they're traveling with my sister and brother-in-law. How selfish am I? I'm not worried about what happens if they get thrown in some Peruvian jail or something; my worry is what to do if I need to get to Sonoma quickly if something happens to Grandma? Slap my face for even borrowing this kind of trouble, but my parents' usual proximity to her, and my sister's car ownership, put me at least third (and maybe lower; Grandma has lots of friends) on the list of who gets to cope if the worst happens. Now I'm it. Never mind, everything will be fine. Watch, I'll call G. tomorrow and she'll have been at some dinner party with her raucous octogenarian peers.]

[Episode II: Attack of the Clones. What, George Lucas is filming in the Castro? The headline on Yahoo! News actually announced, simply, "Star Wars II name revealed," and I grimaced, remembering that while waiting for the title of The Empire Strikes Back, we kids referred to that film as "Star Wars II." Little did we guess that Lucas would be cranking them out well into our middle age. Little did we guess we'd even have a middle age...]

[What a pleasant time John and I had with our ex-roommates Jacob and Sebastian last night. Mussels from Trader Joe's, french bread to sop up the juices, lotsa wine, Le Tigre, the Hedwig soundtrack, and Sex and the City. Two fairly stable gay couples do dinner. Nice, though part of me wishes I were in New York.]

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