Wednesday, July 28, 2004

The Caretaker

So I'm housesitting for my friend Rich. That's at least how I word it to you unknown teeming masses on the internet. To those of you who know me enough to realize that I wouldn't do this to maintain employement I would say that I'm housesitting for my C.E.O. And I'm being paid by having free reign over his liquor cabinet.

Rich lives up in the hills of San Carlos, so it's an easy drive for me to get between his place and mine which is nice. (I can easily move DVDs and books between the two locations). And the place brings a nostaligic feeling to me. I'm not entirely sure whether it's the backwoods feeling reminding me of the small town in which I grew. Or if it's the house in the hills feeling that reminds me of some of the places I've been to in L.A. Or it might just be a quiet outdoors thing.

Regardless it's a nice place to sit outside at dusk and watch the sunlight on the trees and listen to the crickets.

Anyway I've been living it up by myself in his house. And while it's a good place to sit and relax, or watch a DVD, it's a large home and I feel a little like the caretaker from The Shining. Not in a crazy homicidal way of course. A not in an all that lonely sort of way, as I get to see people during the day. But, since I am acting as caretaker, and there's more space than I could possibly use by myself it makes for an interresting feeling.

No beer and no T.V. make Keith ... something ... something ... :)

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