Sittin in Burbank, California doin not much of anything. I've been here for 7 days now. My guts are messed up from eating too much restaurant food. I think tomorrow I'll investigate the yoghurt place for breakfast.
I get home Thursday morning at ~8am. Saturday afternoon we go pick up our new dog. He's a dachshund, corgi, basset hound mix. We're getting him from Arkansas where he's apparently in what they call a "high kill shelter" meaning a lot of the unwanted dogs are put out of their misery. His name is Feisty and with any luck at all we'll have a grand time.