Packing
My sister called me at 12:30 last night to tell me that one of the guys that played dominoes with Zach shot himself in the head on Tuesday. Zach called to tell her since she knew the guy. I haven't been able to figure out which one it was... she said it was EZ, but he has checked his myspace page since then and she was slurring her words pretty badly, so who knows. At some point I would think that the surviving members of that group would pull their shit together and get on with their lives, but perhaps not.
Also, Mando called last night because Nancy Mandler's husband called her because when Nancy got to the hotel yesterday they had no record of her reservation. Doh! I gave Mando Kathy's number and told her to give it to Mr. Mandler, in the hopes that neither of us would have to talk to anyone and the problem would be resolved by the time we get down there today. Excitement! At least we'll have a car to cruise around in if we're homeless...
Also, Mando called last night because Nancy Mandler's husband called her because when Nancy got to the hotel yesterday they had no record of her reservation. Doh! I gave Mando Kathy's number and told her to give it to Mr. Mandler, in the hopes that neither of us would have to talk to anyone and the problem would be resolved by the time we get down there today. Excitement! At least we'll have a car to cruise around in if we're homeless...