This morning was supposed to be a relaxing a.m. full of deserted sandy beaches and California’s cloud studded blue skies. I was supposed to sit on the beach in my decrepit Tommy Bahamas beach chair and read my book as dolphins frolicked in the Pacific Ocean. I was going to eat one of my favorite …
Fifty seven minutes. It’s been fifty seven minutes since the damned parking meter ate my credit card and I’m fuming and dancing around my car doing the potty dance. Being that this is Southern California it took me over forty-five minutes to drive in heavily congested Orange County traffic to Newport Beach this morning even …