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Fuming Monday, May. 14, 2007 - 12:29 a.m. Sunday was kind of ordinary except for one thing. I almost died. --- Sunday afternoon, Dave was at work. I was down for a nap, with the exhaust fan blowing outside air into the bedroom. This was when the people who live beneath us and use the attached yard space decided it was a good time to have a Mother's Day barbecue. They didn't know shit about starting a cooking fire, or where to put the barbecue grill in relation to the building itself. Those two factors are why I ended up dozing for about twenty minutes or so in a room loaded with carbon monoxide, drawn in from the barbecue directly beneath Dave's bedroom window. If Dave hadn't texted me, and I hadn't had the phone set to where I could actually hear it? I wouldn't have been aware of what happened, and I wouldn't have leaped up and switched the fan to 'inside air out' and opened the rest of the apartment up to air the place out. Dave could still smell the fumes when he got home about an hour later. After a discussion, we decided not to go down and stir shit with Nick, the downstairs neighbor whose barbecue it was, because it was Mother's Day, and we think he was throwing a thingie for the friends of his who were babymommas. Maybe Dave might speak to him later. --- I felt better as the afternoon progressed, and Sunday night, we met up with Charlie and Ai Vy for a few hours at Disneyland. Lots of people went oo ahh at my lit up Tinkerbell that John got for me after OBDave found it on Ebay, and I'll just bet more than a few people went to the gift shops there and asked around. Q: Do you have any lit Tinkerbells? A: No, we only sell sober ones. It was a nice evening. But now I'm posting just before getting to sleep. --- Later today I get to go back into the studio for the first time since February with Bob Chance. This will be fun! --- All rightie. there you go. Have a Monday. ---
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