Reminder: The Plan

I had a dream last night that I was hanging out with free-runner Tony. I rode with him and what looked like his family in a van to a parking lot. I was reminded that he's part white, black, and Indian, yet looks mostly Caucasian. We went to go free-run around a fictionalized version of the Americana, but I was delayed when I couldn't find my shoes and went back to Barnes & Noble to look for them. Meanwhile, he did a kong vault into a wall spin. In Barnes & Noble, high school and college classmate Patty (not to be confused with Patti), Lauren Zizes from Glee, and an anonymous third girl stopped by to say, "Hi" to me as I was sitting on the floor. End of dream.

I woke up for a 6:30 mass offered for dad for his one-year-death anniversary at Holy Family Church. Afterward, I thought I was going to maintain an early start to the day. But after mommy dropped me off at home, then went to water Alex's lawn, I fell asleep and didn't wake up until later.

On the way to the gym, at the corner of Doran and Jackson street, a black dude who somehow wore a suit jacket in this heat, asked where the nearest Ralph's is. He was on foot too. I felt like such a gangster being able to give him direction in my hood.

At the gym, I went for an hour of 5.6 mph on the treadmill, but got tired with only 15 more minutes to go and deescalated to 4.0 mph. It says I burned 606.1 calories over a distance of 5.45 miles, but that might be a ballpark figure.

Coming home from the gym, I saw the same black dude from earlier, still wearing a suit jacket in this heat, but now carrying grocery bags home. And walking. What a gangster.

Dennis - who used to work at the Glendale Red Robin, transferred to the Simi Valley Red Robin, and whom I see at the gym - has returned to the Glendale Red Robin.

DENNIS: It slowed down over there [at Simi Valley].

For dinner, mommy was too lazy to walk to In-N-Out, so volunteered to eat at Red Robin. Our waiter was Branden (again, with an "E," not to be confused with Brandon, with an "O"). Though it's off the menu, I was able to have them make me a Chili Chili Cheese Burger with garlic parmesan fries.

I think today was a reminder - besides the dream from a couple of nights ago - of my contingency plan, the reason why I befriended Branden and Dennis in the first place: To get to Jazz if she ever quit working. She has been missing.