I went rollerblading along the Venice boardwalk yesterday and listened to the soundtrack of the film "Amelie" as I maneuvered my way through tourists, cyclists, girls on skateboards and other wanderers. The music is very whimsical and happy, and I skated along with a great big smile, marveling at the wonder of life in this kooky part of the world. On my journey from Muscle Beach to the Santa Monica Pier, I passed street performers, artists, a man in a clown suit, and a woman in a mink coat. There was color everywhere, and everyone seemed to be a good mood. As I skated along, I simply could not believe this is my life – with all its disappointments and imperfections – this is my life. I must have done something really great in another life, because this is entirely too much fun.