Things of Note: A Weekend in La (for the one or two people I might get that place-name reference)
-hot damn we made good time going both ways to LA, like seven hours or a little under; my right hip is sure stiff, however, and my voice is a bit raw from belting out random songs
-congrats to Ms Kim (and Rooney) for doing well at the dog show, which happened to be set upon a beeyootiful lake, which would be great for camping at
-chalupas sure are tasty when you eat them next to zillion-dollar homes that overlook a huge bay with sparkling city lights and a huge refinery torch
-oats plus molasses equals nauseating smell; horses seem to like it, though
-what are you, Daphne's? A sit down place...a fast-food place? Though we eat your gyros, will we ever know?
-chinchillas are made for slinging, and/or tossing
-Pakistani/Indian food is pretty good, especially as we ordered having no idea what we were ordering
-we somehow caught the first episode ever of Samurai Champloo (wikawika!) and the last episode ever of Cowboy Bepop - an amazing occurrence
-"If I had never smoked marijuana, I would never have learned to play this flute *acid jazz riff*;" alas, Venice Beach actually had little to take pictures of, though it was fun
-Manhattan Beach was also nice, it would be perfect for hill sprints, and is just aesthetically pleasing, generally, as well

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