SLO Saturday

It was a great meeting; not the same as my normal Saturday morning meeting in WeHo, but that's the point. It was a real holiday meeting, plain and simple. Amazing-and then again not-how many folks remember me here from visit to visit over the years. Even more amazing (to me) is that I am afforded the very rare privilege of going to meetings literally at Ground Zero where I made that plea for deliverance 25 years ago...




The curved glass window was Dad's office at Cal Poly SLO School of Business before his retirement.







There's something about these SLO boys, I must say. That California surfer-laid back casual unassuming masculinity not overly burdened with wearing their testosterone on their sleeve is so appealling. Makes these local guys prettier than any porn stars--not that I'm into 'straight acting' men as a rule. As they say, NBFAWB (Not Bad For a White Boy; or, Nice Butt For a White Boy). It kind of ruins it for the over-affected LA guys, as goodlooking as they are, who too often are too self aware of their looks, as with Miami Beach, due to so many people being in the industry. LA does have more ethnic variety, though, as well as a diversity of looks. It is a blessing living in a city with people from all over the world; moreso than just about anywhere else. Ah, but those Miami boys... but that's a rumination for another day...

Or maybe it's just the coffee...