Last night was one of the most exciting nights I’ve ever had in my life. You’re not going to believe what happened to me.

I bowled a 205!

I know what you’re thinking right now. I have a herniated disc. Is that what it takes to bowl a 205 — to herniate your disc and be put on steroids?

Before you think I spent last night at a bowling alley drinking beer and hanging out in a room full of guys wearing wifebeaters, let me set you straight. I was bowling on a Nintendo Wii.

It was the first time I’d used it. My girlfriend got it for me for Christmas, and it took me six months to get it set up.

According to her, I apparently said sometime I didn’t want that present (although I don’t remember ever saying that). So with my birthday coming up in a few weeks, I figured I’d better get the Christmas present set up before the birthday presents arrived.

Last night my girlfriend thought I didn’t want my birthday surprise, because when we had been walking by a jewelry store I said I didn’t want a money clip we saw in the window. I had the wrong surprise, though, and so now I am walking around all day saying “I want the money clip! I want the money clip!”

Also, before I forget, I need to thank Todd from the blog for the iPhone. Todd and I made a trade. Todd is giving me his old iPhone and I hooked him up with some great stuff.

I still, however, need one more iPhone . . . because it wouldn’t be fair if Daphne didn’t have one too. So I need one. I am willing to do potentially a lot to get it, except switch to AT&T. I really don’t need any rollover minutes; I prefer to roll over in bed.

So here’s the deal. If you have an old iPhone, let’s make a deal! I will be posting the fact that I need an iPhone on the blog until I get one. Need a date? Let’s make a deal. Maybe I’ll let you borrow Daphne for a month to serve as your constant prop and girl-attracting conversation starter. You never know . . . let’s make a deal!

Today’s blog stemmed from something I was thinking about as I was on the beach the morning with Daphne. I got up at 7:45 am this morning because one of Sonja’s instructors at her studio didn’t show up and she had to go fill in and teach the class.

So I got up this Saturday June morning with a Boom Boom in my eye (oops, that’s The Sopranos). As I stood on the beach with summer just about here, I decided to talk about something that is really going to make you think.

It’s going to be short and to the point. I’m going to get you to think about whether you suffer from weekend expectations . . . and, specifically, summer weekend expectations.

Now that it’s summer, are you putting all your eggs in one beach basket? Do you have summer weekend expectations?

Summer is about 90 days long. Are you one of those people who worked really hard to take off a few pounds so that you would look good for the summer? Did you do that because you thought that summer was the season you’d be able to meet someone?

Do you think that every summer occasion is a potential watershed moment in your dating life? Every barbecue, beach party and picnic is potentially THE one you are going to have that life-transforming moment? Do you make summer vacation plans with the same thoughts in your head?

The truth is that summer does not change your mindset. You were brainwashed as a kid. Summer would start, signaling the end of multiplication tables and the beginning of playing kick the can until 9:00 every night. Some of us spoiled kids got to go to summer camp and play with other spoiled kids all day and all night.

Really, though, summer is not like when we were kids. It’s no longer about the expectation of our first kiss and playing day and night, because as kids we didn’t have all the adult fears and excuses.

I’m not trying to poo-poo your summer. I’m trying to give you a little reality here.

Just because it’s summer doesn’t mean your belief system has changed. It’s not like the thermometer automatically warms up your mindset or your attitude. You still have your same shit. It doesn’t just “go away” with the changing of the seasons.

So if you think that summer is going to magically change how you look at things and how things are done, then you need to look at the inside instead of the outside. The beliefs you hold are all on the inside, and they come with you to every barbecue, beach party and picnic.
Personally I miss summer as a kid. I had my first girlfriend in the summer. She was one of my first crushes. She had the coolest name too: Summer. I dated Summer in the summer. I called her “my Double Summer.”

Back to the present and it’s “June Gloom” time of the year here in Los Angeles. I live on a beach and can’t swim in the ocean because it’s polluted.

Do you know what though? It’s always summer in my mind, and I’m always enjoying my life. I don’t need a five day forecast or to be invited to the coolest barbecue, because the party is always going on in my mind and life is always amazing.

Have a great June Saturday!

Oh, and one more thing. The new iPhones come out any day now. So remember to get in touch with me if you want to part with your old one!