Ana and I decide to eat out for breakfast. On the way to the oceanfront we run across an incident where pedestrians are trying to cross the street at a crosswalk. Ana brakes even though the people were waiting and the lane over from us wasn’t stopping. We both get agitated at each other for yelling. I was just trying to keep the flow of traffic and she was just playing it safe. We apologize to each other.
At Doc Taylor’s, the big old house on 23rd Street turned into a breakfast/brunch house. We order fluffy Pancakes, French Toast, and Coffee. Sitting at the bar right in view of the line of guy cooks in the kitchen doing their thing.
Back home. Catching up on business and chores. Doing emails – researching – looking for an extra piano teacher to have at the studio – brainstorming.
At the studio practicing some piano/organ.
Scrambled Eggs. Potatoes. Okra. Tomatoes. Toast with Vegan Cream Cheese and Jam.
In Norfolk at Josiah and Bianca’s place for a meeting with Grow, the people that are working on making an interactive music video for Ladada. They’ve come up with this great concept for the song “My Van” that involves moving a customized van like a video game for the viewer.
Back home. Eating leftover Vegetable Fried Rice with Kale.
Taking a night ride on my bike to the oceanfront and back.
Apriums.
Sleep 4 a.m.
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