I was trying to think when and where I bought my “Men’s Fragrance”, the one that smells like sex & money. I know it was Macy’s (that’s when I signed up for my Macy’s card) but I don�t remember which Macy’s it was. I am wondering because I want to go back to that Macy’s for my next fragrance purchase. So if anybody can remember, let me know. Here are the most likely locations, but hell if I can remember for sure: Santa Monica Third Street Macy’s, Westchester’s Westerfield Mall, Century City (pretty sure it’s not), or someplace else.

Jon’s Apple computer arrived today. I can’t wait to get home and watch movie trailers at 10 gigaflops.

Page, send the wedding video over and we’ll get started.

I went to the Hollywood Bowl on Friday. The remodel is great. The place sounds awesome (minus the helicopters every 20 minutes). Caroline and I saw 75 years of Disney. As much as I hate the brainwashing powers of Disney, the music from their movies is pretty great. I had a wonderful time. We did the whole Hollywood Bowl picnic thing and it was a very nice evening.

So I was back at the gym yesterday, and I must say, the place is still rockin’ (with or without Dockin, I can’t be sure). But I did notice one thing. Everybody is getting in the pool. Two weeks ago, I went to the gym; it was four people and myself wanting to use the pool. Yesterday, the pool was full. The bad full, where the water looks dirty. Of course everybody’s been watching the Olympics and now they all want to be like Mike (Phelps) and swim the 100m freestyle, but they are not. Except for the one guy who was wearing the FUCKING SPEEDSUIT!!! This guy was working out in a speed suit, at the LA Fitness. He was wearing the half suit, the lower half (here’s a picture of the speedsuit). There was this guy in the spa who kept calling him “gold medal”, as in, “What’s up gold medal, where’d you get the suit?”