Enjoying: Shark in the Water - V V Brown

Adventure Inc

Because I'd like to visit friends in San Diego, and because a wee bit of my backstory takes place near Hollywood, I'm trying to envision maybe a bigger trip. Maybe fly to San Diego, spend a couple days, then take a coastal bus or train northwards, with a wee stop in LA, and then spend about 5 days in San Fran.

I could also rent a car, but I'm afraid of navigating all that seriously hilly land. Plus, you don't really take in the sights when you're the driver. Buses can be quite nice for that.

Since I'm in no rush to go, I figure--why not plan the ultimate trip? Mind you, the husband already worries about me wherever I go. I know when I get close to the actual SF trip he won't be excited about me wandering a strange city, in Constant Danger! So he'll like even less the idea of me trekking around on a bus. Better not remind him of that bus knifing a couple years ago.

I even looked at the cost of taking a cruise, but when you're alone it seems to cost a lot more.

The only thing is I don't really want to be on a guided tour type thing. Unless it's A Guided Tour of Miss Mabel's California for Her Novel.

Inquiring minds want to know

Inspired by Glee, I have a question for you -- what one song expresses how you're feeling lately?

For me it's "Flashdance... What a Feelin'". No, I'm not crying in a steel-filled world; but I'm having trouble staying on top of my writing, and I worry that I don't have the drive needed to at least give me a shot at winning the publishing lottery.


The character Rachel on Glee is practically my hero, because it really is people with that sort of single-mindedness who get places, at least when it comes to art. In the real world, I have SO much admiration for my friend Wai-Yant who I've watched slowly build up a ceramics business over the years--she has talent, but she also works hard.

So? What song is YOU right now?

Picture Time

I had to make room on my computer so I went through the slides my dad had made into photos and got rid of the pictures of airplanes and people I don't know. Here are some random pics...

I had to keep this pic of San Francisco my dad took. To remind me that I'll have to get in shape beFORE I go to SF!!

My childhood best friend and me.

My dad's parents, and their best friend.

My grumpy face has not changed one bit. If you see me looking like this, better just send me back to bed.

I don't know who these people are, but check out my grandparents' post-war decor. When I used to houseclean for WW2 vets most of them had furniture like this--at least hidden away in the basement. Very hip now.

I couldn't delete this picture of an otter napping in the sun (either the zoo in San Fran or Stanley Park, not sure.)