flyin’ south

I had this idea I’d do some writing while I was alone, but it wound up as predicted; at work late every day, and then sapped of will when I got home. I started at least three blog entries, all of them now languishing. Ah. Such is life. Today i fly south to Los Angeles […]

I had this idea I’d do some writing while I was alone, but it wound up as predicted; at work late every day, and then sapped of will when I got home. I started at least three blog entries, all of them now languishing.

Ah. Such is life.

Today i fly south to Los Angeles to meet up with the family – my daughter’s birthday (dinner at House of Blues), and beyond that I don’t even know what our plans are. My only items of interest are stopping in at Sunset Tattoo (just because I’m staying near it), Musso and Frank for martinis, and beyond that, I don’t care. I imagine the kids will want to visit Olvero Street and the La Brea tar pits (because they always want to do those things), but I’m pretty much down with anything that doesn’t include work. Likely there’s also some plan to go celeb spotting in some night spot or other (Wait, I’ll bring my checklist).

Whatever – it’s the going I love. I need to find a job where I can travel and write for a living.