...and we're back.

Okay, I accidentally took last week off from writing to you, my gentle readers and dear fans. I can't exactly tell you why because I've decided to start being more secretive. Okay, you caught me, I just forgot is all. I got distracted.

What did I accomplish in California, you might ask? The following is an incomplete list:

I got a watch tanline from running outside.

I ran 9 miles, 10 miles and 12 miles along with my shorter runs.

I drove around in a bright yellow Dodge Neon that got really bad gas mileage, but looked like a sports walkman.

Did some shows.

Went to a karaoke place that had private rooms and sang my heart out to such songs as *Eternal Flame* *Blaze of Glory* *Changes* and *Bust a Move*

Played pool with Hack, discovered that there are two hookah cafes in downtown San Jose and that both of us are gifted at scratching on the eight ball.

Saw *Monster* *Calendar Girls* *The Cooler* *Mystic River*

Watched the third season of Mr. Show

Introduced Kevin to the joys of martinis and the ridiculousness of swanky bars.

Played 41 games of Scrabble with Bob Devich and two games with my favorite baldy.

Had dinners with old flames and their spouses and children.

Discovered that hot cocoa is higher in antioxidants than red wine.

Drank hot cocoa.