I was reading this book "Spaniel Rock" by Vanessa Davis earlier and thinking of Lila. Then I came to the part about the Roach in the apartment and I remembered when Lila had a giant roach in her apartment and called me in SF from NY ... I had been drinking with the boys and although I was supposed to be calling her back to offer moral support while she was roach hunting... somewhere in the mix I got it in my head that it was her birthday? (My friend of 16 years, having been sober I would have told you her birthday was still 8 months away) I wished her happy birthday and I got everyone to sing happy birthday to her voicemail. the end.
Mom's coming tomorrow for her belated birthday and the giant robot opening. I've lived in the bay area for 7 years and this is the 3rd time she has visited me. She works a lot.