 Paul, in psychedlic San Francisco, pulls up in front of Tammy & Linda's house on Christmas eve. |
 Santa has arrived in a big way! Linda just opened the amazing "Nature's C lock." It has aromatherapy and sunlight settings to help the day dawn with softness and glee! |
 Tammy, flying high in Christmas colors, has just discovered a fantastic pair of shin guards for her latest dabblings in soccer. |
 Paul's anxious to find out what Santa has brought for him. Linda is loaded down with a zillion gifts from her young students. |
 Dot on Christmas day, all decked out in Hudson Bay finery, keeps commentary rollin' with each sip of SF coffee. Soon steam will spurt through her neck and ears. |
 In Sunny West Hollywood, we stayed at our friend Vegas's pad in the top corner apt. with the terrace. It's rumored that Marilyn Monroe stayed in this bldg many moons ago. |
 Dave, Paul and Lowell yuck it up at an incredibly fine pupuseria on Venice Blvd. in LA. |
 January 1, 2003. Polar Bear swim at Venice Beach. It's no Coney Island or Vancouver as it was sunny and near 70 degrees but the water was darn cold. Happy New Year! |
 Marilyn Monroe, uh, I mean Dot, feels on top of the world after the polar bear swim. "What's that," she asks a phantom talent scout, "you say you can make me a star?" |
 Paul air dries his tootsies while parked in a venice beach side street following the polar bear swim. |