My flight got into Burbank safely, my buddy picked me up at baggage claim, and we went out for a nice breakfast.
Our waiter was named “Crud.”
Hello, L.A.!
My flight got into Burbank safely, my buddy picked me up at baggage claim, and we went out for a nice breakfast.
Our waiter was named “Crud.”
Hello, L.A.!
We brought a camera to the Boat Street Cafe so we could take pictures of the food, but it looked so good we fell on it instantly. No pix for you of the food, but here’s the restaurant:
I should have taken it facing the other way, so you can see the open air patio.
I had the lamb and my son ordered grilled octopus. Seven-years-old and he goes for the most adventurous food on the menu. He loved it, too. My boy.
Also, we have been talking for a long while about replacing our old dining table chairs. We got them when our upstairs neighbor died, and her sons–both in their sixties–unloaded gave us a bunch of her furniture rather than try to dispose of it. But the seats were torn, the padding hung out and some of the screws had stripped out of the wood.
Unfortunately, it’s difficult to replace furniture when you don’t have a car, so we’ve been putting it off. Enter a multi-family garage sale up the road where my wife picked up six of these:
I love my new chairs.
Much to do before I leave on my trip.
New ending… plotted!
There are still some blank spaces to fill in, but I just finished reworking a whole new ending for Man Bites World.
Take that, book that doesn’t want to be written!
Click on a color. In fact, click on several.
I created a new tag for this one.
Order of the Stick makes me laugh and cringe.
For them what don’t know, OOTS is a funny webcomic in which the stick figure characters live in a D&D universe–which sounds dreadful, but isn’t.
I watched the new Wonder Woman animated movie.
At one point, Steve Rogers Trevor saves her life after fighting alongside her.
Nothing else needs to be said, I suspect.
(Okay, I can’t resist–I wish the show had done something with the way an army of Amazons landed on U.S. soil to “liberate” us.)
Tuesday, I leave for So Cal at 4:44 am, and I have a lot to prepare. Here’s a checklist of things I’ll need to bring:
I plan to update this list as I think of more things.
That doesn’t sound like much, but jeez.
Tonight, I’ll be meeting my family (wife, son, visiting sister-in-law) for dinner at my favorite restaurant. It’s provincial French, and very simple. Not too fancy, but delicious food.
I wish they’d put the Normandy Chicken back on the menu, though.
Should I mention that I had completely forgotten about it, and that my wife had to call me to remind me? No, better not.
Turn fast food take out into beautiful food!
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