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I spent the day out at the horse show. EW was riding, her brother, his friend and I were along for the ride. As far as that kind of thing went, it was pretty low key. But there were fancy cars and fancy horses. When I think about riding these days, I want to be on the trail. I want to be going places you can only go on a horse, like into the past. This is a whole different thing. And as ridiculously expensive as it is, what’s nice is that everyone involved seems really into it. They are really into the horses, and into riding. I thought it would be a day of reading and doing the x-word, but I actually found myself paying attention. And feeling ok. Then we all went to an Indian restaurant. One of those total LA places–the front was on a deserted part of a crummy road, the facade was broken fencing and a couple of old notices, but inside was totally warm and friendly and yummy. Sometimes I like the stark contrast. But most of the time I think would it kill people to make the public part as lovely as the private?