Random Scrap:
The work at Barry's continued as usual. I would come to his house and sit at the table in the living room. I would still be working on Flash and also doing some edits in Final Cut Pro. A year or so earlier Tomek had asked me to buy him a video camera so I had some old tapes from where I lived in Palm Desert. Me waking up early to catch the SunLink to Riverside or Akira looking at the camera driving me back from Palm Springs. Scenes from Los Angeles, Universal Studios. Rainer driving from Manhattan Beach to the sounds of Foo Fighters. Happy people. I had met Witold and Marek, two Polish entrepreneurs who were going to make millions selling diet pills and I was going to help drive the sales through a website. They were very impressed by the ease of my English conversations. Barry would occasionally come out with some money from his brother in Victorvile or an old aunt from Marilyn side. But the clock was ticking and that Romanian bank manager from Wells Fargo, Snejana I think was her name, was just a character that we all wished to believe that really existed.