...or Joey Ramone

I'll stop now, I promise.

Just making sure....

that Dad isn't Edna, from 'The Incredibles.' You never see them in the same place at the same time, come to think of it...

Happy Halloween!

Trip to Jackson, MS tomorrow

...about which I have many concerns. Least of which not being the fact that if you google the Jackson Hilton Garden Inn and zoom into the street-level view, everything in the area seems condemned. Including the hotel. Especially the hotel.  Curious.  Perhaps I should take a sleeping blanket just in case.

Also, amusingly, nearby --across the railroad tracks (which there does not seem to be a right side of) and down the street-- you get the rare juxtaposition of a homeless shelter across the street from a Ferrari dealership. Sweet.

Just making sure...

...that Dad is not the late, infamous, murderous Dr. Richard Sharpe.  

Thanks, Dad!

Just got here; works great!

Century Blvd, near LAX

This giant, ancient, somewhat unsanitary-appearing donut is a local landmark.

Room 1103, Hotel Angeleno, Bel Air, CA

My room looks directly on the weird and cool Getty Museum. Somewhere nearby in these gentle rolling hills O J Simpson once sat in a  Bronco's back seat with a gun to his head and could not work up the courage to spare us all from reality television.

Dangling men on the San Mateo Bridge

I didn't get my camera ready in time to get a dramatic photo of a helicopter hovering and lowering men onto a massive high-voltage power-line tower, but you can see the men that had just been lowered onto the adjacent one. Pretty badass.

San Ramon PAC, San Ramon, CA

I'm the devil checking in Khaddafi...or Qaddaffi...or whatever...

30 miles east of Sea-Tac...

Let's see, all the usual Seattle stuff you always see: raining? Check. Independent  coffee joint? Check. Cactus? Check...uh, wait a minute....

Five day west coast trip.

Not taking the barbell. Off to Dulles!

Jo loves it when My hair does this...

Early...leaving Hartford.

Most tables are by the window for the view

A commonality which seems to have escaped the Hartford, Connecticut Hilton's restaurant.

Seriously, what the f is with Spartanburg? Crime City!

Unexplained Wilmington

Off to Wilmington on a little plane

The Barking Crab, Boston Harbor

Jon and I ate pounds of delicious lobster there the other day. Yum!

Rm. 325, Boston Long Wharf Marriott

Foggy Boston harbor.  Probably full of soggy Bostonians, shattered by the Red Sox epic collapse last night, which actually set an all-time record for failure. Hard to do after all these years of baseball.

Three hour drive this morning

Athens, TN to Asheville. And so far super foggy AND sunny the whole way. Weird, but pretty.

Days Inn, Athens, TN

Not only are these pictures askew to slightly different degrees, they are firmly bolted that way; you can't straighten them.

:)

The Gratuity is Entitle to Him

This is how Rich and I look...

...when the venue screws up and doesn't bring enough transpo and we have to be left behind to figure out our own way. Our own way seems to involve the spacious back seat of a chauffeured Lincoln Town Car. Cheers!

I've never had a cab with a yoga instructor before

Midnight would fetch this thing...

...until both of our legbones were worn to toothpicks.