Small world

Went to see Prince in Fresno. Got spotted by a chica named Suzan from Delano. She said she loved my columns, guessed that I was WOTS (the world's worst kept secret.) And I told her I'd give her a shout-out in the column.

So I get sick and I'm at the urgent care center at San Dimas, twitching and having the world's worst reaction to some meds and lo and behold there's Suzan! She says hi, then fetches me a pillow.

Then today while I was picking out clothes for the photo shoot tomorrow at this new downtown shop called Lotus it the clerk said I interviewed her boyfriend awhile back. (He gave me the big thumbs up.) He's in the band Mission:Tonight! (Which I actually like ... I mean, I burned the song "Francis Ford Coppola" and "Piano Bar Fails" from their "Zimovia" CD and gave them a good review in The Californian. Nice fellas.

But small world. Small, small world.