Woah!

Last night Joe was out and I stayed home alone. The lover in my head was quiet, feeling home-bodyish.

I thought about going to a poly dance at a nightclub in the mission, or to see some famous dj with Jim and Anne. Because, you know, I like to do research.

But instead after Tantelewald at Cutting Ball and drinks at the Show Down, I just wanted to talk on the phone with my friend D. about writing and marriage. She's in L.A.

We decided that characters are "likable" if they work through a problem and come out on the other side of it. It's not a moral tone or pre-ordained set of characteristics that determine "likability."

Maybe what makes characters "unlikable" is when they stay stuck... or don't even realize they have a big problem.

We then talked about how many of our friends are taking care of parents with dementia. There's some real comedy potential there.

And how you have to give up the whole notion of "fairness." It's not fair.

How recently D.'s ex yelled "I'm sorry!!!" I thought it was pretty evolved of him.

How one of my sons tried to make out with a friend of mine recently. She was not offended, just a little surprised.

Woah! No ageism I guess.

I'm not sure if I'm horrified or impressed.

D. was impressed.