I have to tell you, I'm not huge into birthdays. Not someone who needs a bash every year or expects something wonderful the day of, thinking that day is a microcosm of the year to come. I don't like planning parties, which is one of the reasons I'l never get married ( a total different discussion) and am not that big into the clubs. However I do love good friends! And this year I was so surprised when my best friends independent of one another decided to come to LA and celebrate my birthday with me. In this world which moves at light speed, in a city that is hoped up on uber-light speed it was a celebration of things that cannot be accomplished by making heaps of money or being the most famous or most attractive. It was a celebration of being together and enjoying time. Something that seems so hard to come by these days. My girlfriends are spread out, one is in Hawaii, one in Half Moon Bay, one is all over the place but usually I can find her in Silverlake and one lives off the laundry room. No matter how far or how close these ladies are, they are always available at the right time. I don' t want to say "when I need them most" since that implies we are there for each other in desperate times and then function in the margins till the shit goes down ( and I have friends like that too) but these are the best friends, the ones you call because something embarrassing happened and you need to tell someone, or because you need to laugh, or cry or just vent. They are part of the reason I work hard, so I can then make time to see them and enjoy life and play. These woman make up a part of who I am and I want to say thank-you! And I love you!