Day 429: Southland sweet Southland

Day 429: Southland sweet Southland

It feels really really really really really nice to be home, you guys. In my own house, currently sitting on my own couch, with my dogs completely zonked out in their own beds in their own favorite places, and Liz on her own floor doing a perfect impression of...
Day 428: Pet a Luma

Day 428: Pet a Luma

What *is* a Luma, anyway? Hahahahaa. I’m so clever. Barf. We’re in Rohnert Park, actually, at Ryan’s house. Yes, *house*. That he *bought*. Crazy pants McGee. I say Petaluma because that’s where he grew up and where his parents live, who had us...
Day 427: Last night in Bangkok

Day 427: Last night in Bangkok

Humboldt, you’ve been real. Seriously. It still does feel like home up here, after all these years of being gone, it still feels like home. There are so many places here to hike around, and I’m sure there are down in LA too, don’t get me...
Day 426: Working Overtime, Fighting Crime

Day 426: Working Overtime, Fighting Crime

My brother Scott was born today. In honor of that memory, I watched the opening credits to his (maybe?) favorite cartoon as a kid: M.A.S.K. We never saw it on television, I think we were too young for it by a couple years, plus we weren’t allowed to watch those...
Day 425: Tacos

Day 425: Tacos

It’s cold tonight here in Ferndale. Not quite freezing, but still pretty cold. Humboldt gets cold like that when it’s clear out, and it was almost totally clear tonight. A few clouds in the sky. We went over to Robbie and Jerry’s tonight for tacos...