more bob and more back...

tonight's report has bob waking up and showing us he's not leaving us any time soon...that's good news...the garbs is back in town and mishi filed that report from thurlow and robson.
there were no waffles today at medina, well, there were but we decided we were not willing to wait amongst the throngs of others all looking for waffles and other various food stuffs as well...i'm sure the food there is great, or at least decent but lining up on a sunday morning for fried dough just ain't happening. one day i/we will...that day was not today. and one of the main reasons was my back and how fucking great it's feeling. while i don't know what i've done to it - and this time out it's my lower back not the hell i went through the previous year with my upper back and neck - but i have my suspicions and it may just be a little too much for too long.
after we found some food we did a little truckin' around town, which included a trip to london drugs for some wicked back cream and soon after a nice iced latte at artigiano...and then a nice long walk to topanga to pick up sara's car where she left it last night...and that may have been a bit much for my back...so it was then i decided that maybe i needed to go home and have some time with my couch and some dvd's....and i know i'm late to this party but that deadwood is pretty fucking good...i had seen an episode or two before but wanted to start from the beginning and today was the day, and four episodes in i'm convinced. i will say this though, paul blart - mall cop, i'm not as convinced by...but i needed something dumb to go along with my deadwood.
'm gonna try and get in with my chrio dude tomorrow and see if anything can be done and then go pick up some more deadwood...that and read some more richard ford, that i started a month or more ago.

have a great monday. i'll be pumping codiene.

g. xo

sara shows me why her baby finger nail is so long...

yesterday i went by meinhardt at 8 am after already cutting one lawn and ran into one of my favorite people in the whole wide world, nancy...that's the truth. she lives in the 'hood and was geting some breakfast snacks for her husband, scott - who played in the final version of pepe deluxe - and he son rowen. i never, well rarely, see nancy but always love running into her. i'm gonna try and make the time between visits less than every two years....