After years of telling me that she hopes she’s still alive to see me publish a novel my 91yo grandma got to hold a final copy of PERFECT-ISH today 😭 Apparently she’s been telling everyone in the nursing home about my book. Excuse me while I BAWL like a BABY #WritingCommunity
@LokayFOX5@metrobardc DC’s hottest new club is People Mover. This place has everything - seat, old carpet, poles full of filthy hand prints, Jim Lokay…
Got pulled over for speeding this morning, which wasn’t a big deal except it was in the very spot my dad always goes, “watch your speed here, they ticket,” EVERY SINGLE TIME we drive past.
Just… damn it.
1/I had a dream that was a mix of work anxiety, travel anxiety, and a a reminder not to take on managing other people’s lives.
So, basically I don’t know what I’m supposed to do with myself now.
6/ There’s no neat resolutions to this dream. And no discernible storyline. Just a big, panic producing reminder to take care of myself first, assist others with their oxygen masks second.
Happy Father’s Day to my Dad, who would like to forget our last cribbage match ended 3-0 to me, but I took this picture to prove it. Also, he’s been a pretty great dad. But I won all 3 games, so there’s that.
Why did jet lag hit 3 days after I expected it? I can barely keep my eyes open and I’ve been home - sleeping normally - since Thursday.
Oh wow, I should go back to Italy, shouldn’t I? That is totally the answer, isn’t it? Gotta be it.