the end and the beginning

the end of 2007 and the beginning of 2008...
christmas eve morning - my life (and chewy's life) almost ended tragically (and randomly) in the high desert as an out-of-control white toyota 4-runner driven by a drunken avril-lavigne-lookalike rampaged through the sleepy little red sky subdivision. i picked the wrong sidewalk side of the street as the vehicle dangerously snaked its way down the street, jumping the curb. although the front tires sustained damage carving into the curbside, the suv continued its recklass path and headed towards chewy and me. it clambored on to the sidewalk, 15 feet in front of me in a path straight towards us. then it jerked suddenly to its right back on to the street, the semi-conscious driver's ragdoll body tossing back and forth with the vehicle's violent swerving. her long blonde hair covered her face so i couldn't tell if she even saw us.

starbucks palo alto sometime between christmas and new year - a wasted opportunity to meet james franco in person. he attended junior high and high school with chris. we were on our way out when chris spotted him ordering his drink at the counter. he wasn't sure it was him so he hesitated. james sat down at a table all the way in the back, so i didn't want to make a big scene so i didn't follow chris as he walked down there. turns out it was him but by the time i worked up some courage to go down there, chris had come back to the front. damn. he looked pretty good from afar. he isn't my first choice for a hottie (i.e. like justin from brothers & sisters), but he's like the type of guy you're friends with and see all the time and one day you just look at him and think, "damn, he's sexy."

first sunday of the year - oc marathon! i did it despite lackluster training.