Dinner With Two Old Friends

Last night was spent with old friends. The three of us have been hanging out for over forty years. Howard Lapides, my secret friend from the Valley, and I had dinner last night at

“I got the senior citizen special at IHop,” I offered during a lull in the conversation.

“They don’t card,” replied Howard.

Really? Is this what we’ve come to?

A lot of stuff happens over forty years… like you get older. Getting older is the universal experience. We were just kids when we met. Now we have kids… and even some of them really aren’t kids anymore.

Dinner was at Oliva somewhere in the Valley. Our original plan was to go to a restaurant that turned out to be closed on Monday’s. The food was excellent, but it’s Italian. I can’t ever remember having bad Italian food. It’s genetically tasty.

The careers of both friends have changed over the last few years. Maybe shifted is a better word as they adapt to business changes and move from businesses that aren’t what they once were. Howard still manages talent, but now he’s heavily involved in creating the programs his clients work in.

My secret friend is involved in producing live music acts on video which become TV shows which become DVDs. I can’t say which shows, because that would reveal who he is. Let’s just say you’ve probably tuned through or even watched one of these shows.

I’m not sure these guys understand how much I enjoy these get togethers. I look forward to seeing them every time I think of California.