Friday, May 11, 2007


I'm off to California. (Leaving in about 20 minutes.) I can't wait. Going to see some sights, get some sun, drink some booze, and abuse some Mexicans. All I have to do is survive the plane ride. Planes terrify me. But I have some plane pills that are supposed to make the flight more endurable if not downright fun. The best thing about these pills, however, is that every time I try to write about them, there's a quiet pun on the words trip, high, flight, ride, and take-off (and probably others).