Yes. I believe that a path that has been laid out for me in California - after a series of mishaps in my prior life - I have decided to press the reset button and start my over again out, heading west - quixotically, somewhat unrealistically - yes - this time as a mild-mannered food connoisseur - or dare i say "influencer" (?) - after many decades as a nameless administrator living in obscurity somewhere back east, counseling indifferent youth, weathering forgetful snowstorms - but now, suddenly with money saved up from a modest pension and from one large legal settlement (resulting from a hugely disastrous event - an attack as I have come to understand - which left me concussed and partially amnesic) - but with money enough to live on for the time being - having found a room over someone's garage - by complete happenstance on a overpriced street. This, my project - however modest - farfetched - or dubious it may sound - to go from beach town to beach town from El Cajon to Seal Beach - sampling (and rating) burritos and breakfast items (primarily pancakes)... As i begin this fateful new chapter - i cannot help but think of other windswept hombres on a similar trek - rubbing elbows, rushing by one another, here on the coast - each pursuing their private atomistic individual dreams that may collectively add up to something "culturally uplifting" or "lucrative" or both - wearing a game face that hides the inner stress of the sun-baked rodent race (no one would ever call it that!) because in California there nothing ultimately tragic is allowed. Everyone knows that going in - which explains in part the casual attire.
It was several decades ago now that the rumors were swirling about a possible ghost @ Moonlight Beach. There was a definite "buzz" among the Coast Highway vendors and their customers - enough to keep the conversation rolling... Ronnie, for example, the short-order cook at the 1-11 Diner used to compare notes with Sue-Ellen - owner of the guitar shop about the latest "sighting" while Eduardo who owned the Taco Shack near the corner of D Street asked Mel who ran the old movie theater across the street if the real headquarters for the poltergeist might be in one of the older buildings - maybe an attic space. Maybe it's a ghost that goes on field-trips now and then - agreed Manny Uwanco - proprietor of the used book store and cousin to George Uwanco - the owner of George's diner. Everyone tried to convince Lou - of Lou's Records that this thing was real - but he proved to be the skeptic of all skeptics. Truth be told - it was hard to imagine a less hau...
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