Le Paradis

Advice on a Beauty Regime: Soap, lots of fresh water and a good hand lotion—because you can use it on your body, hands and face. I'm serious; cleansing with soap and lots of water, using your hands—I think that's the best.-Elizabeth Taylor

Twenty-five years ago today:

November 26, 1986
Wednesday
It is nice to have a Wednesday that's like a "Friday". It was really laid back today. I worked from 8AM until 4PM (Thanks to my coworker, Rhoda).
On this very morning as I was paying my parking there was some black 'wino' guy who tried to bum a dollar from me so that he could go to Oakland. I gave a negative response by merely saying, "No."Then he asked, "What if I said I had a .45 in my pocket?""Show it to me," I answered, calling his bluff.He laughed and started to joke around with me after that (lucky for me). As I walked on he politely said, "Have a Happy Thanksgiving!"

Carla invited me for dinner for Thanksgiving Day at her mom's house. I thought that was so thoughtful. I explained that my mom was doing dinner and she understood.

Carla and her girlfriend are to meet Mark Landreth and myself at Le Paradis tonight.  It should be fun.

I made it to Anne Alberti's aerobics class after all. We talked a bit. That was 'that'.
After I showered I set up my POLAROID camera and took a self-portrait of myself, thinking it might be a good GIFT photo as a Christmas Card. I was nude, holding a gift box in front of the crowned jewels.

While Mark and I were at Le Paradis Night Club in Foster City (near San Mateo) I met some bitch named 'Angela'.  She didn't want to dance. Carla and her girlfriend were nowhere to be found.  I did meet a more pleasant blond gal named Eileen Grabinsky.
"Where are you from?" I asked while dancing.
"Hillsborough," she yelled.
She's a-okay…To be announced…

Mark and I waited in such a long line to get in to this place. It was clearly the hot spot for the night. I took a set timer photo of 'us' at Mark's house in San Lorenzo before we left. When I arrived at his house he answered the door with only a blue towel on! I should have taken a photo at that time. He sure knows how to 'get to me' sometimes.
We chalked up the Foster City outing as yet…another experience.

There are rules of courteous behavior to be learned, fixed methods of procedure tested by long experience and handed down by tradition to make life more pleasant. Manners improve with practice. Don't be polite today, impatient and uncivil tomorrow; morose and sulky at home, affable at the office; obliging toward your friends and unfriendly toward strangers. Don't reserve your best behavior for special occasions. You can't have two sets of manners, two social codes—one for those you admire and want to impress, another for those whom you consider unimportant. You must be the same to all people.
-Lillian Eichler Watson