Just to make all y’all jealous about my speed racer jet lag playboy life, let me tell you that my plans for this evening are to read a book and listen to Mozart.  I’m not expecting company of either gender and, if God’s in his heaven and all’s right with the world, I’ll be in bed asleep before midnight.  Whew!  Where’s the Page 6 strong arm gossip columnists when something really momentous is going on?

Last night was a terrific Paseo dinner and movie night in my book.  For one thing, the weather was lovely as evening fell over my back patio and Oz, Deb, The Gary, Suz and I enjoyed watching Oz play with the BB pistol, seeing Sinatra in his element, and talking over politics and gossip while drinking strong black coffee and smoking those nasty cigarets.

Dinner at Iron Star, table for 10 that included the above as well as Kat, Kat’s parental units, Book ‘em DanO and MCARP, was made all the more wonderful by seeing Derrick and Ralph sucking up some half price wine.  The Morgans sat in the front window and dined as a couple, but the appropriate pleasantries were passed.

The movie last night was “Me and You and Everyone You Know,” a very sweet and quirky indie film written and directed by the “star”.  I liked it and recommend it.

Saw DeShan late in the evening on Paseo with her friend Bart.  She insists on being kidnapped again Friday, complete with being bound and gagged and I’m going to accommodate her if I possibly can.  Even going to try to talk John X into filming the event.  She’s such a complete goofball and I mean that in the most affectionate and nice way.

My friend Lucky is back in town and I can’t wait to hear about her adventures in Texas.

Got a piece of fanmail on MySpace from a woman in Enid who says she likes my short stories.  Maybe I will do what Suz demands and “write the book” if you get nice fanmail.  Of course, there’s also the chance I’ll get bad reviews and that will make me suicidal.  All these two-edged swords one encounters in life.  It can be so confusing.

Tomorrow is Passover for our Jewish friends, Good Friday for our Christian friends and my speaking engagement at the Western Club for our recovering friends.  The rest of you can have a beer and relax after a hard week.

I’ll be glad for Easter this Sunday so I can start wearing my white pants.  Now if I can only remember not to wear my black undies with the white pants … talk about your obnoxious VPL (visible panty line)!

TTFN!