I met Vanessa in 2003 when I was traveling with the Cirque du Soleil in Europe (I traveled with them for a year). I found this writers group in Barcelona and the first night I went I thought, “Uh oh. These are not my people.” Then, this red headed woman, wearing a thug cap, rushed in, totally late and flustered and I thought, “Okay. Now we’re talking.” We became super, close friends. Now she lives in San Francisco. I stayed with her for half my time there. One night we went down to Shelter Cove where we made pizza and Sangria.