It's a travel day, Amigos del Corte Largo, so just a quick post. I've got nine hours between check-out and take-off. I think nine hours should be enough time to get through airport security. Actually, I'm still trying to come up with some thing(s) to do to fill my last few hours in California. I'm too tired to walk around the zoo, so I might go up to the waterfront and see what I can see.
Let me apologize for not getting back to those of you who have left comments this week, logging on has been hell. Let me also apologize for any roll-playing or Gin Blossoms fans that I may have offended. I will not, however, apologize to those of you who are both roll-playing AND Gin Blossom fans. Sorry.
So, Philly-boy Mike Douglas is dead, huh? That's beat. Watching him (and Merv and Dinah) is part of my childhood memories, at least until he went all Hollywood on us.
And that's about it. Pretty lame post. Sorry. One more thing - did you know that Graham Nash actually did write "Just a Song Before I Go" (from which I stole this post's title) in an airport while waiting for a plane? Did it on some sort of dare. And that was before our current "get to the airport three hours early" era. Crazy.
See you on the East Coast. I'll decide if I'm going to continue the whole "Amigos del Corte Largo" thing when I get there. What do you think of it?
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