A crop duster flew right over us yesterday, but I didn't even think to take a picture.

Holy cow! Gas is cheaper at home than in Marin. That NEVER happens!

I have the song "The Three Bells" stuck in my head.

Another weird concept to me: a life so predictable you can write a song about how it ends.

Most of my pizza comes from Papa Murphy's.

I have to say the idea of branding a place is weird. I snicker every time I see a Hollister store. I love CA Pizza Kitchen, but as a Californian,

The Delta terminal at LAX is nice. Even the McDonalds has a quality feel to it. I ate at California Pizza Kitchen, though.