Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Ok, painfully cute

Sunday, November 18, 2012

At the Fabulous Breakers, Palm Beach

For one night, of course.  Also, I left my phone in my car back home, duh...AND...my only pair of correct-strength glasses. So I can barely see.  If there any typos, I apologive.

This is my room. As you can see by the beautiful driveway and gorgeous flowers, the elaborate palms that are lit tastefully at night, when you get comp rooms, they generally don't face the ocean. Ah, well. C'est la vie.  Best steak ever tonight.  If I'd had my phone, I would've taken a picture of it. Just assume it was way better than this.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Two views of my hotel keys since September

Somewhere is my toolbox with two decades of these things. And that doesn't even factor in. the many multiple night stays or the frequent metal keys you can't keep.

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Room 806, the Four Seasons, San Francisco

Nice hotel. But gougy.

Also...more super-cliche San Francisco...busy day

The Golden Gate again, in the coastal redwood groves of Muir Woods, Bohemian Grove, Jon inside a small redwood, the TA building.

The tour continues: San Quentin and Alcatraz

The entrance to San Quentin plus a distant view from a bridge. Also, a terrible pic of Alcatraz....that's it behind the pole in the center...

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Dulles to San Francisco.

Again. For one day.

Friday, November 9, 2012

Dragged self out of bed for haircut

Before and afters...

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Naturally, being stuck for two days in the most pleasant part of San Diego, the most pleasant city there is...

...staying in the hoity-toity Gaslamp district. And naturally I have been sick in bed the whole time. Finally went out to take a picture. Happy Election Day!

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Lots to catch up on, but let's start with getting out of New Mexico...

Today's itinerary: 3-hour drive to Albuquerque, sound chk, show at 3, out at 5, plane takes for San Diego at 7. Crowded flight. The actual end of what might be my last busy season. Melancholy.

November 3 First Santa sighting on TV

You over-eager capitalist a-holes. Like this will make us buy more. Death to Santa!

Saturday, November 3, 2012

The Lodge, Ruidoso, NM

Picnicking in front of fireplace and watching football. Nothing til 6. How lazy am I?

Friday, November 2, 2012

We landed in Albuquerque in time for sunset...

We actually ARE taking a left at Albuquerque so we should end up in the right place. Which would be Alto, in this case.

The Wonderfully Named Craterian Ginger Rogers Theatre in Medford, OR

One of those places where you can climb into the rafters. Sweet.

A word on Kevin Costner's performance as Robin Hood

For reasons utterly inexplicable, as it only encourages him, one of the lesser lights among the cable channels...you know, TBS, TNT, Encore, one of those...has decided to show "Robin Hood, Prince of Thieves" every few minutes. It is impossible, while typing on a phone, to fully explicate how desperately horrible Kevin Costner is in this, and how completely and keenly aware of it he, and everyone else in the production must have been. What a dreary and awful shoot that must have been. (shudder) This is what I mull over in the San Francisco airport during layovers.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Because sometimes the hotel dryers don't work...

...even though they take your money. The Red Lion Inn in Medford, OR. I cannot recommend highly enough that you stay anywhere else if visiting Medford.

Almost caught up, 10/31, Driving Bend to Medford, OR

These pines with golden trunks keep appearing amidst the regular trees. Beautiful. By the way, all of the photos in this entry were taken on the same 3 hour-drive yesterday. Great place.

 We had in mind to get to Crater Lake: supposedly the northern approach was closed, but you could go the long southerly route. Closed? Why would it be closed?  I mean, it's a beautiful day...

Well, it's a couple of kinds of beautiful day, apparently.  As we got closer to the lake, it tuned into THIS kind of beautiful.

Dave and I got to the "Crater Lake - 3 miles" sign, before having to stop and turn around. Which wasn't all that easy to do --kinda slippery and tricky, so I guess I should be happy I'm not a Jack Nicholson-style tourist-sicle, permanently chagrined in the woods of south central Oregon.

 And so we returned to our regularly scheduled Oregonian beauty....

STILL catching up: 10/30, Tower Theater, Bend, OR