Week Two

Elizabeth started her new job Monday. On Tuesday she started looking for another one. She hated it. Wednesday, an auto shop tried to scam me on the smog check. They started my car up, hooked it up to the emissions tester and plumes of smoke filled the parking lot. Coincidentally, it hasn't smoked since. I'm gonna take it somewhere else next week. Oh, and did I mention I got a job. That's right, in sunny San Diego at an agency called VitroRobertson. I start March 1st and we have to move, again. It's been a good two weeks in LA. Elizabeth gets to quit her crummy job and our apartments are cool with us moving out with no penalties. It's also a great opportunity at a great agency. And people there SURF! We spent the rest of the week looking for apartments and movers. And we found a great apartment that's 5 minutes from everything.

California: Day 6

Not much going on today, just a picture of a cool donut shop.

California: Day 5

Went and hung out with Katharine McPhee and some of her closest friends today. And when I say closest friends, I mean stalkers. We watched the recording of the Jimmy Kimmel Live! show with musical guest McPhee and some crazies came out. One 60ish-year old woman had been waiting over seven hours for her performance. She took three days off from her job and drove down from Washington with mutliple posters in hand and clad in a McPhee t-shirt (homemade). She claimed to have McPheever but Elizabeth thinks she had a different type of fever. Nevertheless, the show was cool. Also across the street at the Chinese theatre, the premier of Music and Lyrics was happening where we saw some seemingly important peeps on the red carpet. Oh, and Dr. Geek put our names into rap songs.

California: Day 4

Don't hire movers. We do at least have a TV stand with one detachable leg. No beach today, it disappeared. Fog, fog and more fog. Drove to Venice Beach today, not much doing. Only a few weirdos out.

California: Day 3

Thought we'd change things up on day 3 and walk to the beach. The top picture is the view from the front of our apartment complex and the bottom is the view once you've climbed that Everest of a hill. Don't let the pretty picture fool you. I put my feet in the water the day before and they almost went Mr. Deeds on me (frostbite if you haven't seen the movie).

California: Day 2

Naturally, on our first full day in LA, we headed to Hollywood. We saw stars on the floor, hand and footprints in concrete and a big sign on a hill. Add to it, the world's worst Elvis. Then we saw Peyton Manning whoop up on "da Bears." And we went to the beach for a little bit, by way of walking. Thank ya, thank ya very much.

California: Day 1

Ok, we actually started the day in Vegas, baby! After Utah-ing the buffets, one night in a swanky although suspect hotel that made poor Max sleep in the car while we slept surrounded by paintings of naked folks and a modest $10 jackpot won in The Orleans casino, we scooted to LA. All the while fighting traffic and the movers (too long of a story to tell here). We found our new casa and walked, that's right, walked to the beach just in time to see the sunset over the Pacific Ocean. Did I mention we can walk to the beach.