Last night, Nancy, Dre’s mom, asked Dre how he and I were doing.

“I just have to ask,” she said to him, “because, going by Ariel’s web page, you’ve ceased to exist.”

Heh. Point taken (I honestly just typed “Take pointen,” before realizing that didn’t sound right). So, to assuage the curious (and Andreas’ mother) here’s some accumulated Dre info:

  • Andreas and I are reading a book aloud to each other.
  • Andreas has gone up a pant size since moving to LA. (So have I.)
  • A few weeks ago, Andreas drove 20 minutes north to the music studio he is renting, only to realize that he’d forgotten his keys. He did this twice in a five day period.
  • The fact that booze is sold in grocery stores here in California has made Andreas like cocktails almost as much as beer.
  • Andreas plays soccer every Saturday with a bunch of friends and South Americans. He has not missed a single week since I moved here, despite illness, hangovers, and a busy schedule.
  • Andreas has gotten really into cooking. He likes to pick out recipes and make fancy stuff. This evolution has been heartily applauded by yours truly.
  • The biggest argument Andreas and I have gotten into lately was over Washington Mutual’s new customer checking account policies. And yes, it really was that stupid. And no, it really wasn’t much of an argument at all.
  • This week, Dre worked three 12-hour days.
  • I wouldn’t have to type all this if Andreas had a blog. He asked me to set one up for him, and I did, but he never once used it.
  • If you want to hear more about Dre, I would recommend e-mailing him suggesting he blog. I may be Director of Logistics, but I am not (usually) VP of Communications.