Graduation Night

Dinah's graduation was held at the Alex Theatre, a beautiful small Art Deco movie theatre in Glendale. It was air conditioned. The event was very non-traditional, with students wearing just about whatever they pleased. Actually many girls wore the same ugly style baby doll dress, a bad fashion idea that seems to have come back.

All the awards are given out before the graduation day, so that parents don't feel the pressure. Parents at this school are super aggressive. I never made a friend there in eight years, but that's my problem!

Whoever wants to sing, or dance, or tell jokes, can, within reason, do just that at the ceremony. Since it's an artistic school, (sort of), and many parents are involved with movies, the level of talent was decent and performances surprising. Dinah did her weird "Caribbean Amphibian" song a capello, dancing with Uncle Frog while wearing her riding helmet and her sexy chevron dress.



She said she liked this dress I bought on ebay. I thought my arms looked too big till I saw the general size of 18 year old arms these days. Notice how I artfully cropped mine. Thanks, Photoshop.


She is quite the babe.

I'd made reservations at an Italian restaurant up the street, for dinner after the ceremony. Linda Pearl and her daughter Olivia came, and so did Dinah's boyfriend Cameron and Rubi and Rosita. Rubi was Dinah's babysitter in the early days, and a wonderful person. Rosita is another fine Guatemalan lady who used to work across the street. She was near tears a few times. She saw Dinah a lot long ago, but not at all in recent years. Uncle Frog was there too. Rosita pointed out that it maybe wasn't an Italian restaurant, since there were so many swords on the walls. HAH! It was Lebanese, to my surprise. The food was good, and we had a jolly time.



Afterwards Dinah and Cameron went to the class party, an all night affair in South Pasadena. Can you imagine being the parents who agreed to let 150 kids come to their house and spend the night? Dinah said they had a big back yard, with a pig, and that both parents are psychiatrists. I said maybe they never got over "Charlotte's Web." This morning Dinah had to go to work early, but all the kids' car keys had been hidden, and she had to wake the parents up at 6:30 am to get her keys back. Maybe she should have told them she had a bad dream. (maybe that's why I never made friends at Oakwood.)