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2:59am Tuesday 1 January 2002

Right now Gene and I are at Dude's (after having had to wake up Veronica to let us in because Gene forgot his keys) and have just turned on the movie Art of War with Wesley Snipes.

5:am Tuesday 1 January 2002

Last year, we went to John's house (Dude and I went in Dude's truck, and Gene and Vero in his 2001 Camaro). A guy rear-ended Gene on our way to the party. Not a bad wreck, but messed up the bumper a bit. But the thing is, the guy didn't have a license, nor insurance,... and it wasn't his car.

We waited 1.5 hours for the cops (and let me assure you, it was pretty cold outside) and when she arrived, I was like wow.

Cute blonde cop who quickly took control of the situation. She queried everyone standing around, "who are you? Are you the driver? Are you the owner? Who are you?" etc and everyone who was not actually in either of the two cars she was all, "go back to your car (get out of the way)"

My car was Dude's truck, but Dude had continued on to the party (since he slightly has a warrant out for his arrest for not paying a ticket) so I just walked around a bit while she interrogated and took notes, etc.

I migrated back to Gene's car as she was finishing up, and actually by the end, she was cracking jokes with us. We got to leave at 11:35pm

"These guys, however," she told us, "are going to be hating me in about 4 seconds. But who cares, right?"

Apparently they were to get lots of tickets for various things.

- - - -

At the party I met two interesting people:

1. Ella, who is tall with pretty eyes and smile, who was drunk and smokes and apparently has a kid was flirting with me pretty effectively. She mostly had her eye on John the host, but she talked to me some, claiming to have all the same favorite musical artists as me.

   "What's your favorite music?" she asked.

   "Beastie Boys."

   Her eyes lit up, "really? Me too!!"

   I'm thinking wow; maybe we have something in common

   Then she goes, "what's your favorite album?"

   "Paul's Boutique. I just loves all the samples."

   "Me too!"

   Now I'm thinking, too convenient.

   - - - -

   Later in the evening, I was all, "what's your favorite music?"

   She blinked. "Beastie Boys, right?"

   HAhahahahahaaaaa!!

2. Martha, the "mom" of the family, who has been a friend of the family for some years, and seems to be 100% mother quality person, and who speaks Spanish, calls everyone mijo (short for mi ijo = my son) or mija (my daughter), and said she'd be glad and delighted to spend time speaking Spanish with me whenever I wanted to come over. Awesome!

   Martha apologized for Ella. I laughed, "hey don't worry about it; this kinda thing can be expected at such parties."

By the end of the evening, Gene and I were sitting at the table grubbing on the remains of the food that had been eaten at the party. Lots of good stuff. Ella and John were across from us, Martha at the head of the table.

It's 5:22am now. I'm going home to b-e-d bed.

Soon

12:33pm CST Tuesday 1 January 2002

At 4pm is our tribal party (Tribe = my college gang) at our house. Uh oh, Bad Bunny! I was supposed to vacuum yesterday. I'll go do that now.

I think I'm going to really enjoy 2002. I mean really really really enjoy it. I just *love* that it's a palindrome; I can type it really quickly!!

2002! Whooo!

2002 2002!

2002!

Wow. That was fast.