Margarita, Margarita (Santa Monica Day 4)

Just back from a Mexican restaurant in Santa Monica called El Cholo. I had dinner there with Pam and Eric Webb. Pam introduced me to a something-or-other Cadillac margarita, of which I had two, which was more than enough. The room is still spinning as I type this (back in the hotel, in bed). I was invited to play in a softball game tonight, but dinner went on and on. The game started at 9 PM and we didn’t leave the restaurant until 9:15 PM.

The clinical analysis: I am more buzzed than I was Sunday when I had the two Coronas and 2 Mai Tais, but less so than in Hawaii the night I had three Mai Tais. Right now, I’m feeling pretty good overall.

Jim is concerned that I am reliving all of the things I “missed” in high school and college. I disagree: if i never lived it the first time, I cannot be reliving it. Secondly, I am well aware of what I am doing, experimenting, pushing my boundaries to just to see what it is like. I am hyper-conscious of this. But I am having fun, and so far, no harm to anyone, least of all, me.

I had lunch with Beth today, and we had some time to catch up. Class again today, this time, we started on the Crystal Reports Business Reports class. It is a very good class.

I am meeting Tammy for breakfast at 8 AM tomorrow. I’ll probably go into work at 6:30 AM as I have all week so far, and then come back to the hotel just before 8 AM to meet her here.

Published by Jamie Todd Rubin

Jamie Todd Rubin writes fiction and nonfiction for a variety of publications including Analog, Clarkesworld, The Daily Beast, 99U, Daily Science Fiction, Lightspeed, InterGalactic Medicine Show, and several anthologies. He was featured in Lifehacker’s How I Work series. He has been blogging since 2005. By day, he manages software projects and occasionally writes code. He lives in Falls Church, Virginia with his wife and three children. Find him on Twitter at @jamietr.

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