Blaine’s Birthday
It was Blaine’s turn to turn this week. They had the party catered by Santa Maria BBQ in Culver City, so of course I went. I stopped by Whole Foods on the way there to pick up some of my friend JD’s hot sauce. He was doing an in store tasting at the Santa Monica Wilshire store. Did you know you can buy some of his delicious sauces at select Whole Foods? Hint hint. Or you know, All Spice Cafe.com is kinda convenient too. Hint hint.
Got to the party and Blaine got lots of Tri Tip, personalized Jones Soda, an Iron man, a new guitar hero guitar, Beard Papa’s, pies, hugs, and lots of old geezer jokes. Meanwhile on the other side of the yard I dropped my cream puff on my shoe. But… it landed on my foot like a Hacky Sack and everyone yelled “5 second rule! 5 second rule!” So I kicked into the air and bent over backwards like an extreme limbo move and it caught it in my mouth. You should have been there, it really was the stuff of legend. Besides the leathery taste of my shoe it was very good.
After the party I went home and had all sorts of plans for the evening but instead found the comfort of my couch too much to ignore. A nice sugar crash and meat coma put me out for a couple hours. Then I went and saw Slumdog Millionaire and was sad, then I was happy, then sad, then sadder, then kinda happy, then really really sad, then really really really sad, then I was happy again, then really happy, then super happy! What a tiring movie.
Oh yeah, there might have been a little lie in one of the paragraphs above.























I flew back to Liverpool this past week to spend the last part of my 3 months off with Liza. She was working this week so I hung around and did handyman things like fix chairs, hung pictures, and I even installed a shelf! Thank you very much. Hung pictures. On brick walls! Check me out. Had one of those stud, metal, electrical finder thingy-ma-bobs that you roll along a wall to find danger zones. Pretty cool, but amazed at how annoying the sound is. See my handiwork to the left there? Friday came along and we met up with some of Liza’s friends. Before heading out we had dinner at a mexican restaurant! Aww, home away from home. Chimichanga anyone? Guac? Then we went over to the really nice Alma de Cuba. Love that place. Check out Liza’s party camera with its streaky goodness. It’s having its own internal electronics party. It does that when it’s had too much to drink. Clicka the pitcha for an extra super bonus party pic. We then hopped down the street to another club where everyone started to get the yawns and we pooped out. Somehow I ended up with four coats by the end of the night. I was like designated driver for coats.
Greetings from the woods! I’m building a log cabin. Wait! That doesn’t look like the Macworld Expo? It isn’t because the Macworld kinda blew this year. Yeah yeah, they introduced the MacBook Air and it was boring, but that’s what makes having the show in San Francisco so nice! You’re IN San Francisco. So whatev, I’m going to go look at trees and be hippie like.

George and his buddy Pete flew into L.A. from New Zealand for a quick holiday getaway. Pete embraced the magic of mexican food and made the claim “from here on out I’m eating nothing but burritos.” And he did. We also went up to Magic Mountain for a day of coaster ridin’. My stomach held together pretty well until the very last ride that I sat out fortunately. They were a bit messed up on the ride home. Oh, and Handi-capable Superman gets his own toilet! If I was in a wheel chair I’d totally have that done in stitched leather on the back. Superman +