raybear | I'm thinking of an inanimate object.

I'm maybe not supposed to write about this publicly but eh, if someone wants to stalk

smallbeer through me, well, how can one fight such diligence and commitment?

wearemany flew down to L.A. on the last day of my residency and I stayed a few extra days so we could have some holiday time though to be perfectly honest I can't remember large chunks of the time we spent together because I was still somewhat shell-shocked from the school experience. But I remember walking on the beach and eating brunches and hobbits. One thing I remember quite well was the trip to the Warner Brother lot with a fabulous unofficial tour given by

smallbeer that included walking through the streets of Gilmore Girls and the back alley of ER and other fun and amusing close-up touching of movie and television magic. I forgot how much I love scenes and sets and costumes and have I ever mentioned that one of my dream jobs would be to make photos and props that get used as background objects for movies/TV? I would take great delight in creating fake newspapers and church bulletins and report cards and thank-you notes and family portraits.

Anyway, I loved the afternoon exploration of hyper-realism and on the way to the set, she also drove us by Bob Hope's house (he doesn't still live there, in case you were, um, wondering). I'm not a Bob Hope fan by any means, but one aspect of it stuck in my mind so I told the story numerous times in the days following. It can best be explained through this excerpted conversation in the car last Wednesday during a game of "Twenty-Plus-Questions", with "plus" meaning "infinity".

dommeyourass: I'm thinking of a person.

raybear: Are they male?
DYA: Yes.
RB: Are they alive?
DYA: No.
(pause)
RB: Did I recently drive by his "actual-size" nativity scene carved out of wood in the front of his house?
DYA:[while hitting me on the shoulder with both hands and screaming] How did you do that?!?
RB: See, it's because you're sitting on my right. I have crazy psychic connection when someone is sitting directly on my right shoulder.

Though I still can't believe I guessed it after 3 questions. That beats my previous game record when I guessed "David Leisure" correctly while playing with

limenal after only short number of questions. I mean, significantly fewer questions than one would think when trying to name David Leisure.

Also, Bob was apparently a hardcore catholic who didn't put out the life-size baby jesus replica of the nativity until christmas eve, in true Advent fashion. Though I prefer to think of my initial conclusion that the life-size wooden baby jesus got stolen and was being sold on Ebay as we spoke.