I haven't written in a while and I'm slammed for time, but I thought you'd appreciate a quick update.
* I turned 39 last week and Actress Gina threw me a surprise birthday party at the Russian Bar. As hard as this divorce is, I am positively blown away by the friends and family, old and new, who have stuck by me through the whole thing -- even the ones who wandered back to my beach pad after the party and woke up my neighbors with a Wii Tennis tournament at 3am.
* Time alone with my daughter continues to be breathtakingly world-rocking. As it turns out, she's hilarious. And I don't mean the Family-Circus-kids-say-the-darnedest-things-kind-of-hilarious. She's developed the most amazing, sarcastic sense of humor, which I'm guessing is pretty rare in a four-year-old. Regardless of my relationship with her mother now, she remains one of the funniest women I've ever met and she's passed that on to her daughter.
She still does some quasi Family Circus stuff too, like refusing to sleep under the covers of her Tinkerbell sheets because the bed looks so nice all made up. She also befriends any snails she finds when we're walking Bruce the Dog.
* Finally, I wanted to warn you all about an internet classic rock station, 1027FM.org. I'm pretty sure it's either A) possessed by Satan or B) run by someone who really doesn't like me and has a camera hidden in my house somewhere.
A few days after I started listening to them, I went over to the ex's house -- formally my house -- to sign some papers that had something to do title transfer. Obviously, it sucked and ended in one of our now-typical, pointless arguments, so when I got back to my beach pad, I turned on 1027FM.org to chill out to some Steve Miller or whatever and guess what they were playing?
Our House by Crosby, Stills and Nash.
Then, this morning, my daughter suddenly wanted to see the suit I wore when I married her mommy, as well as the "golden ring" I used to wear. I obliged her, forcing down tears the whole time. When it was over, I turned on 1027FM.org to chill out to some Rod Stewart or whatever and guess what they were playing?
God Only Knows by The Beach Boys.
So, anyway, fuck you, 1027FM.org.


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Children have the most unusual way of tearing your heart apart, don't they?
Happy birthday (hopefully it was Gina Davis in her bikini wishing you the same).
Once again, I'm sorry for your current plight in life, it must be miserable. Memories can hurt, but your daughter will get you through it.
Bob Conner