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·         Horrendous drive to Los Angeles in insane traffic — 3 hours

·         Gas to hotel — ¼ tank

·         Cab Fare to event, because LA traffic so heavy and so bizarre unwilling to chance further driving in area — $15.00 (No return fare, as caught a ride)

·         Return to hotel — 1:30 a.m.

·         Asleep by — 2:00 a.m.

·         Awake — 6:00 a.m. to shower and hit the road to beat the heavy bizarre LA traffic

·         Hotel Charge, including water, market packaged food product, overnight parking, room tax — $215.55

·         On the road headed home — 7:00 a.m.

·         Gas back to complex — ¼ tank

·         Spending time with favorite niece as an adult AND getting to know one of youngest brother’s daughters all grown up— PRICELESS

Favorite Niece all grown up

Niece by youngest brother

The hotel room was warm, comfortable with great chi -- feng shui speaking.

You’ll see a glimpse of the couch and bed in mirror over the sink. That’s because everything, except the bathroom, was designed to be part of the main room … including the sink, closet, chester drawer.

Interesting layout, and took me a minute to get use to because, when headed to wash my hands, I kept passing the sink and opening the bathroom door.

I messed up at arriving to the event in a timely manner, 8:00 pm. I'd forgotten to factor in bpt, i.e., Black People Time. Which meant 8:00 pm in reality, was actually 8:00 bpt, which translates to folks showing up around 9:00/9:30.

And so it was, but music at the club was good, old school, and the crowd was friendly, just out for a good time, so I was fine on my own.

One young blood made my day by walking up to me saying, "Hey mama. You're a cutie, you are."

I smile every time I think about it.

On tap for today?

Sleep.