The Incorrigible Night Owl

We’re here!
I don’t have time for a full run-down right now, so, quickly, three things:
1) Los Angeles should just give up the charade and declare the 405 one massive huge parking lot. Freeway, my ass. A blind, three-legged dog with rheumatoid arthritis could travel faster than my car did on that black-topped slice of Hell yesterday.
2) I totally hate peas? And yet I am in love with, and quite possibly want to marry, the pea soup at Pea Soup Andersen’s in Buellton, CA. You know, if the whole Robert thing doesn’t work out….I’m just saying I’m open to exploring other avenues. It looks like phlegm but it rocks my world.
3) Target card + first day here = maxed out. Already. Oops.