July 2, 2017
After the service this morning where there was the story about the boy with $5 who kept trying to buy a bike at an auction [until everyone else stopped bidding so he could finally get one]. After the farmer’s market eggs. After the ride to the coast. After we left the beach and drove home to Los Feliz, I met Shane Botwin/Alexander Gould in a bookstore. I said, “Pittsburgh.” He said,”Pittsburgh.” I said,”I’m Buddy.” He said, “Alex” and shook my hand. Then I walked out and had red velvet churros with icing and Joe and Stephen. And watched Wonder Woman. This place. These friends. That movie. The writers of it.