I've had friends in town for the last couple of days so, since my brother is here, I kind of took a break from my Dad. This was a good thing, both for me and for this blog. I'm surprised at the pace with which I've been able to keep up all this heavy writing about my Dad. I was thinking a lot about it last night, about how someone like Dave, who commented on my last post and who I didn't know read this site before yesterday, only sees this part (albeit huge) of my life right now. Or maybe it was just that yesterday I actually felt like I had things to write about besides my Dad because I had been actually doing things that didn't involve taking care of him.

I could definintely go ahead and write about my dying father right now, there are even lots of things spinning around in my head about it but I think that I'll write about how we had a ghost in our apartment on Thursday night. My old friend from highschool, Lucy, and her boyfriend Sean are in town right now and they stayed with us in Hollywood on Wednesday and Thursday nights. On Wednesday a bunch of us went to see singing Thai Elvis which is always fun and then on Thursday night Mike had to work so Lucy, Sean, their friend Jason, and myself decided to go have drinks at this place called Yamashiro. It's this old Japanese restaurant up on a hill, with stunning views of Los Angeles. It was fun. We drank two bottles of champagne and were there so long that by the time we left all the restaurants we had thought about going to had stopped serving food so we ended up at House of Pies (and yes, we had pie).

Anyway, after that we dropped Jason off and the three of us came home around one am. Mike was still at work and not expected home until 3 or 4 since he works at a stupid, trendy, Hollywood club. We laid around and drank a round of beer and then we all went to bed, Lucy and Sean in the living room and myself in the bedroom. Mike did come home at about 3. I've mentioned before that we live in a really cool old Hollywood building. It was built around 1921 by Douglas Fairbanks, the actor, and it really has a sense of incredible history.

The way that Mike tells his side is that when he came home around 3, he just sensed something eerie about the hill (our building is up on a hill) and he got in bed but couldn't sleep. The rest of us were all passed out cold at this point. Then around 3:50 am, he claims that he suddenly saw a figure in the room and had the sense that it was female. He sat up thinking that it was me or Lucy but, by the time he realized that it wasn't us, the figure was gone. (For the record, he's really serious about having seen this figure.) So anyway, he laid back down and around 4:20 he had started dozing off again. At 4:22 Lucy screamed out in the living room. We all woke up and I called out to see if she was okay, which she said she was (then I blissfully went back to dreaming about pie, I kid you not).

In the morning we found out that at 4:22, Sean woke up and saw this figure, either in the bed with him or leaning over him, and he said that he couldn't move. He claims that there was this dark thing right in front of him and he started panicking because he couldn't sit up, he literally felt paralyzed for about 20 seconds and then suddenly he shot up, and in doing so, smacked Lucy, which made her scream and woke us all up.

I don't think I really believe in ghosts but it is kind of weird coincidence that both Sean and Mike saw something in the house within the same 20 minutes and in different rooms. I tried to do some research online last night because both, our building and Yamashiro, were built at the same time and I know that Yamashiro was a big hangout for movie stars, such as Douglas Fairbanks. We think that maybe we attracted some kind of psychic energy or something from one place to the other. I'd love to find out there really is a real connection between the two.

I don't know. What do you think? Does it sound like crap? Have I ruined any credibility that you thought I had? Would you have preferred that I just stuck to my usual subjects?
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