Em sipped her Starbucks mocha and I watched the people walking the sidewalk. We wanted to see this Juliana before she saw us. Kind of get a heads-up on what kind of a woman she was. The two of us settled on 104.3 FM radio, a mix of current hits with some music from several years ago. Mostly, the station carried an advertising where-to-go menu for Los Angeles. Mirando Casino, less than ninety minutes from wherever you are. Loma Linda Medical University Center, treating over ten thousand cancer patients per year, Excalibur Hotel and Casino with the male revue Thunder from Down Under, Dick’s Last Resort, and Newport Beach. Commercial after commercial after commercial. Em rolled her eyes. “Isn’t there a station that actually plays some music now and then?” The next spot told us to look forward to tomorrow morning when Valentine in the Morning would regale us with his clever patter on the A.M. show. “I look forward to a little bit of Moore in the Morning,” Em said, her hand resting on my thigh.
