Hi ho, kids! It's March in Los Angeles and it's way too friggin' hot. There was no Spring, just went from 60- something degrees and some rain to 88 degrees and 'too-hot-to-sleep-at-night'. I hate that. I like just a little transition between seasons, even if it's only a couple days. But here we are, hot as Hades.
I won't bore you with poetry today. With a trip to Vegas on the horizon, there will be plenty of debauchery to discuss upon my return. Two bachelor parties and aout 20 guys? I dare not imagine what blasphamies will be wrought. We can only hope.

Be well, travel safe, and lock up your daughters.