11 08 pm pst [ another night at Chevys ]
Last night, Charles and I went to Chevys. It was his first time...
We stuffed ourselves. Charles said the Porfidio Tequila tasted like scotch [no Añejo so he had Reposado] and the José Cuervo Reserva de la Familia [recommended by the bartender] tasted like cognac.
Charles had the waiter recommend a mix-and-match fajita combo and he wound up with seafood. I had my traditional veggie fajita extravaganza. Charles ordered flan for dessert.
He asked if I would mind accompanying him to the studio where he needed to pick up some cables for today's music video shoot. It was a long pleasant drive and he let me manage the radio.
We got to the studio just in time to watch the taping of a scene of Selva waving her arms and crying out through billows of smoke pumped ardently from the fog machine. Then we were off again...
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