While enjoyin' a welcome diversion to Venice Beach yesterday with my ex-roomie, Gil, I ran into a blast from the past---Edmond! Haven't seen the dude in ages. We chatted ever so briefly. And I reminded him about the first day I met him and drove him to Venice to work out. He mentioned that I should give him a call sometime. Haaa! I've often wondered why people who haven't kept in touch with each other since Jesus was a child feign a desire to keep in touch. Well, indeed, I used to have his number in my cell phone. However, as is almost always the case, what you don't use, you lose. And so it is. And so it shall always be. So help me, God!